I think a fun thing to do would be to celebrate Obama’s inauguration as “Change Day” and all make a big change in our own lives. I think I’ll die my hair red and start swearing like I’m in an episode of Sopranos or guest-posting for Ace of Spades.
What will you do?
Ace of Spades is OK but if you start watching the movie Smokin’ Aces then I have to warn you it is in reality a Smokin’ Turd.
I’m going to go about my daily life as if I was Jack Bauer. “The printer is down… repeat… the printer is DOWN. Where’s the toner? TELL ME! NOW! There’s NO TIME!” If all goes well, I will force Congress and President Obama to consider ballpoint-pen-control legislation.
True Fact: Fred Thompson’s real-life son is Jack Bauer. He was so awesome, he couldn’t exist in our dimension without destroying us, so The Fred was forced to leave him in a fictional universe – such is his care for this reality – until such time as we make this world awesome enough to contain him.
Our mission is clear, friends.
I’ll start slow and just go for a change in underwear
I’m going to change my support for the RNC! Until they stop being run by liberal democrats, I’m not!
* Change my clothes.
* Change my oil.
* Look for spare change.
I am growing a soul patch.
Started this morning by not shaving my chin. Will let you know how that goes.
On “Change” day, I’m going to bring a 6 pack and a bottle of cheap zinfandel (higher than usual alcohol content), go down into the basement right after work (operative concept: working for a living) and watch violent war movies at full surround-sound volume to try and cheer myself up.
Then, slightly bleary-eyed the next morning, I will launch myself back into the office for yet another day of pursuing filthy luccre and not playing nicely with others.
Fix bayonetts boys & girls…the Hun is upon us.
I’m going to change from a patriotic supporter of the President to a patriotic dissenter of the President.
On “Change Day”, after work, I am going to sit my room all day and play video games. After all, this maybe a last night playing Call of Duty 4. After all, ALL lefties hate Call of Duty 4, therefore, banning it and have us play that Socialist shitfest games they have in store for us.
By the way, SantaObama, where is my Uncharted PS3 bundle! YOU PROMISED CHANGE!!!!
I guess I’ll stop shooting hobos for 24 hours……..mebbe
Whoops, I shouldn’t go to far with the curse words.
I’m going to change my home page to be imao.us.
I’m going to change the water filter in my fridge. It’s been there 18 months, so it probably is full of e. coli and stuff.
I’m going to change my socks. I don’t wear underwear. They don’t make a 32 XXL any more.
(Sorry about that last one. Am I banned now?)
Don Surber is following Jules Crittenden’s lead, and I think I’ll join them in changing the name of my blog for the day. I’ve got a beauteous, righteous name I’m thinking of for the 20th. I think every blogger should change their blog name for the day.
1. Change my ankle holster from the left leg to the right
2. change the hip holster to a quick draw
3. Change the shoulder holster to a 2 rig model
4. Change the shotgun mount from the tractor to the truck and put one in the car
5. Change my IMAO log name to oblechma
6. Use the left hand to punch hippies for a change
7. Bury and hoard my change
8. Secure the gun vault, except for the 10 or 12 needed for carry purposes.
I’m going to take an extended vacation since I will no longer have to worry about paying my mortgage, bills or health care costs. Everything you ever wanted will be provided to you for free. That’s what America voted for right?
I’m going to turn in my change for real money at the bank. For some reason though when Obama turns in his change I lose money. Could someone help me out here?
I’m gonna change my sock.
I’m going to start giving more of my money to the unemployed. (wether I like it or not.) Also, on the 19th I think someone is going to break into my house and steal all of my registered firearms.
If it’s a sunny day I’ll burn a cross onto the back of my hand with a magnifying glass.
When it becomes illegal to be a Christian, I want to make sure they can find enough evidence to convict me.
I may stop calling him Barak A. Lakkadakka
I’m going to change the way I talk to others. Going from the grace and power of Ronald Reagan with the wit of Mark Twain to the uhhhhhhss…ahhhhhhhsss……uhhhhhhhhh….uhh.ugh..uguhhhgguughahghghahghg….of the new sworn in Messiah.
Daaaannnnggggggg, hwy93! I have EXACTLY the same premonition!!!
Eeeeerrriieeee isn’t it? Maybe we are just psychic!
I am going to be working my tail off
doing two days worth of work after
Martin Luther King Day.
On Changemas Day,
I’ll wear my Santa cap and
pass out all the Trillion dollar bills I can print,
sort of like Congress.
Hopey Changemas to all,
and to all a good night !
The jig is up! As for me, I’ll just load my .45 and wait for change to come.
First I changed my socks.
Then I changed the tv from a network sitcom to an Arnold Schwarzenegger DVD.
I’m going to paint a great big bulls eye on my ass.
The Sopranos, fuggedaboutit. I ain’t changin’ nuttin.
I’m going to change the way I perceive the government. Wait, I did that last time the democrats took office, does that count?
I am going to change my son’s diaper.
Move all my money offshore, because moving it to Switzerland doesn’t make it untouchable anymore. Reduce the count of the number of days until I leave California for Iowa by one.
CHANGE DAY…………Ok commenters there is some good news and some bad news
THE GOOD NEWS ……….. It has been weeks since a supply truck arrived in camp. Today we all get a change of underwear.
THE BAD NEWS………..Silicon Valley Jim…….. you swap with Room 237………..Bone1128 you swap with Tommy the Towelhead. Sorry I’m saving Trish for me!
Absolutely nothing. I have a DD214 with 21 years, 11 months and 19 days of service to this country. I think I’ve done my part.
And why did she pick 19 January when the rest of the communists in the world have already established 1 May as a service day…
…be taking bets on the number of days till “The Obamessiah’s” inauguration becomes a Federal Holiday. (another paid day off for the worthless “public servants.”)
…become an even bigger pain in the ass. (Nothing riles them more than an “in your face ultra-conservative”)