I thought McCain gave a good concession. He seemed understandably sad. His motherfucking cunt supporters were shouting “Sarah! Sarah!’ I hate those people. I hate them so much. I don’t hate McCain. I hate the campaign he ran, and I hate his ideology and I have no respect for the decision to put Palin on the ticker. Also fuck his advisers who decided to rile up this nutjob crowed. I don’t hate McCain. I hate these fucking people.
Get ready for the next eight years, assholes. Eat some Egalitarian Liberalism!
P.S. After McCain stopped speaking, the song that was played on the stage was the theme song to Crimson Tide. Hilarity!
P.P.S. In that movie Denzel is proved right while Hackman is proved wrong. I GUARANTEE YOU THAT WHOEVER CHOSE THAT SONG KNEW THAT. ‘Cause that motherfucker be a racist who thinks all balck people are Denzel Washington. Fuck you, music choosing guy.
UPDATE: I have no recollection of writing this post. As with most things that I do when I’ve been drinking, I take no responsibility for it. Aslo Drunk Bend is way kinder about McCain than sober Bend, who hates John McCain. But Sober Bend is aware that its a sliding scale and he hates the nutjobs more by orders of magnitude.
