Rod Blagojevich is a nasty, blisterous pustule on the face of Illinois and must be scrubbed from every crevice of our political skin at once.
And he lives just a mile from my home. Should I? Toilet paper his lawn? Nah….he’s not worth wasting a good roll. After all, we are experiencing a recession.
And if you have problems pronouncing his name, as I did when I first moved here, simply yell, “Blech! OY, a bitch!”
And so, in honor of his birthday, which was yesterday, by the way, I give you a song by Weird Al. (the guy in the video isn’t Weird Al, just a guy I thought was hilarious)