ZOMG, TEH RON PAUL BLIMP FLEW OVER MY HOME TOWN!!!!11!!
Posted on December 14th, 2007 by Brad
YEEEAAAH, BOY-EEE!!!! TAKE THAT, BLACK HELICOPTERS!!! THE SKIES OVER BOSTON ARE NOW FREED FROM THE CLUTCHES OF THE UN!!!
(Thanks to Jen for the tip.)
UPDATE: In all seriousness, that blimp really does kick insane amounts of ass. The first Democrat to pilot their own blimp will get my official endorsement.
Gavin adds:
Can you zoom in and get a close-up of Ron Paul piloting that monster?
THE SKIES OVER BOSTON ARE NOW FREE FROM THE CLUTCHES OF THE UN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If he could just do something about Ignignokt, Boston will be paradise itself.
Whoa, first-time poster, moderate-time lurker, and I make it onto page one in the first go-round.
I’m blushing.
Loaded with a bomb packed with anti-personnel flechettes the Paul-piloted blimp crashed into the Federal Reserve building. Casualty figures are not known at this time.
That graphic looks like it’s in Russian.
Uh-oh…
I can’t wait until the Ron Paul blimp meets the John McCain Straught Talk Heli-Carrier!
McCain: My superior assclownery will soon rule the skies!
Ron Paul: Aryan Nation Heli-Carrier Assualt Squad! Deploy now!
Hmmmmmmm.
Can we get Pam Atlas and Ron Paul to unite against the UN?
Strategery, folks, strategery.
We will free the East River!!
Does that mirror-image of the word “LOVE” in that slogan have any significance? Like “As a libertarian, I have a twisted, reversed understanding of human emotion”?
I call photoshop. (“Thanks, Captain Obvious.”)
Any chance the Ron Paul blimp will capture photos from the air of the eeeevil NAFTA superhighway as it eats away at US sovereignty, and, and……
I gotta hand it to you, it’s hard to parody these people.
Does that mirror-image of the word “LOVE” in that slogan have any significance?
Good one, but I think the message is far simpler: “Everyone, I am not quite in my right mind!”
I have friends coming into town from PA for that. I couldn’t decide whether to go with them or campaign for Hillary in NH with a very cute Clintonista who has his own log cabin. Finally I shrugged off both bros and hos and reverted to political apathy.
What’s the deal with the EVOL shtick, anyway? What the hell does the Paul campaign have to do with love? They’re a loose confederation of libertarians, racists, and assorted losers. The only plank in the Paul platform is “The hell with you, Jack”. They wouldn’t know love if it bit them in the ass, which – frankly – it has been known to do.
The only thing they love is their own self image.
Now Kucinich … Kucinich doesn’t make Love, Kucinich is Love.
Damn. Just you wait ’til I deploy teh mikey blimp.
It will dominate the skies, spewing pessimism and drano, leaving nothing but sobbing widdows and barking dogs.
Oh, and Pinko…
mikey
I can’t weight for the unveiling of the Democratic Bathysphere, visible from inches away once submerged in the muddy rivers of the Midwest.
Meanwhile, Guiliani’s piloting the Hindenburg, approaching the mooring mast at Lakehurst…
BOOM!
It’s burst into flames! It burst into flames, and it’s falling, it’s crashing! Watch it! Watch it! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! It’s fire—and it’s crashing! It’s crashing terrible! Oh, my! Get out of the way, please! It’s burning and bursting into flames…this is terrible; this is the worst of the worst political catastrophes in the world. Crashing, oh! Four- or five-hundred feet into the sky and it—it’s a terrific crash, ladies and gentlemen. It’s smoke, and it’s flames now and the campaign is crashing to the ground, not quite to the nomination…
Oh, the mendacity! Oh, the scandals!
Weight? WTF?
The first Democrat to pilot their own blimp will get my official endorsement.
Doesn’t Hillary control Jarrold Nadler?
Now Kucinich … Kucinich doesn’t make Love, Kucinich is Love.
Make Kucinich, not War.
Pfft. Old news.
That thing was circling the skies over Fenway Park for several days last October, providing a platform for those awesome aerial shots we all (well, most of us) enjoyed on our teevees.
PS – Ahem. Think I’ll get a new publicist, or perhaps I just need to stop burying teh lede.
Blimps are cool. I saw the Goodyear blimp once. On the Highway of NAFTA, I-35. I was driving north in Iowa to the Twin Cities and there was, as big as life an twice as natural. Way cool.
I guess it was heading from a Chiefs game to a Vikings game or something. Or, it was laying the route that the mexicanislamofascist hordes will be taking to conquer our precious bodily fluids.
RB, in light of Gavin’s update I thought “I can’t weight” was one of you clever plays…
mikey
I don’t think he’s actually piloting it – at least, this guy ain’t no Ron Paul that I know of.
in light of Gavin’s update
I call photoshop on that one.
What’s the point of having a blimp if your not going to pilot the wonderful giant balloon.
Dennis Hastert can fly? Hope it doesn’t crash. Oh the mendacity!
FOR GREAT SAMMICH
MOVE EVERY BLIMP
What’s the deal with the EVOL shtick, anyway?
It’s a sly tribute to Sonic Youth…
Can I get a Hear Hear?
Those motherfuckers are giving Bush all he wants with the FISA bill. Reid won’t even honor Dodd’s hold.
I wish a giant foot, a la Monty Python, would descend out of the sky and squash the entire House and Senate. They are all worthless.
Finally, after years in the desert, we get some relief!
Why am I suddenly hearing the soundtrack to “Yellow Submarine” in my head?
a different brad said,
December 14, 2007 at 21:00
Hmmmmmmm.
Can we get Pam Atlas and Ron Paul to unite against the UN?
Whoa. That would mean three artificially inflated boobs over the city…
The only plank in the Paul platform is “The hell with you, Jack”. They wouldn’t know love if it bit them in the ass, which – frankly – it has been known to do.
Ron Paul is the Flavor Flav of the Republican contenders. He can’t do nuttin’ for ya, man.
You will be hearing from our lawyers shortly.
Damn, I ran outside on Congress Street to see if I could take it down with my musket and all I got was the plane with the
“Bonds 756*/Belichek 3 Super Bowls*”
banner. Well, I guess one conspiracy nut is as good as the next!
I just hope this isn’t the only time we get to see Zeppelin in the U.S.
was driving north in Iowa to the Twin Cities and there was, as big as life an twice as natural.
Everything out of the ordinary on that route looks big as life and twice as natural, and it stays that way until you get up to Black Dog Lake.
Back in aught-four the Bush campaign had a balloon with the word cRAWford printed on it. Bush backers didn’t understand the hidden message, and those who didn’t go to Chuck E Cheese didn’t see it at all.
All hail the sammich!!
slackor, we must talk.
LOVE backward is EVOL, which unlike Dick Cheney is 1 whole letter away from EVIL.
Magritte + sammiches?
We have the technology…
MzNicky – I don’t see any words that look like Kaopectate … ‘splain please?
I, for one, welcome our new sammich overlords
When a Dark Horse candidate flies a blimp over my house, I observe that blimps are big balloons with engines.
Heh, you kids with your hep-cat lingo. Apparently he’s, like, some kind of rap guy?
Weeell, gotta go, me and the missus don’t want to be late for the early bird special at the Golden Corral.
Zounds! One could only hope with such a fine airship, the likes of which has only been seen in “Fictional Science’ penny dreadfuls, that Mr. Paul would be well advised to take his Zeppelin to Southern climes and fight back the ravening hordes of Hispaniola invading from the Mexican Empire.
Rather then, as he seems to see fit, making ill-use of his time looygagging over fine Christian, god fearing cities of the North like a delicate soap bubble.
Mr. Clyde of pornography, those sammiches are noticeably devoid of delicious meats and cheeses, to say nothing of the required vegetation, the absolutely necessary condiments and those lovely optionals, like the hard boiled eggs…
mikey
Another fine airship was the vehicle from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. I could see Huckabee tooling around in it with his family.
Jump!
How high?
kenga — that backwards “E” and stuff. Looked like Rooski spellin’ to me, and I headed for the fallout shelter.
“Can’t do nuttin’ for ya, man” is classic.
I hear Jules Verne knows a thing or two about airships.
“Tits! Tits! The blimp!”
those sammiches are noticeably devoid of delicious meats and cheeses
Yes, but modern technology allows us to add the calorific condiments. The kids speak of some transformational tool called ‘fotoshoppe’.
The Ronpaulians are obviously unaware that Boston is under a foot of snow, with a Nor’easter on its way with 36 hours. If they take a blimp to Boston this weekend there could be a terribly tragic and fairly amusing blimp mishap.
Blimps, schlimps. The candidate who pilots this baby gets my sacred vote.
Ascending above South Carolina in the hot air balloon Jesus might do wonders for the Giuliani camp.
Love the shrug on that inflated Jesus. “More fishes you want? How about some nice sable and whitefish, why not?”
America’s Mayor requests that you not use the phrase “Giuliani camp”. Similarly, please refrain from comments that hizzoner’s momentum is “dragging” or that he is “made up like an old French whore”. That sort of comment only serves to coarsen the debate. Thank you, and 9/11.
Dear Giuliani Campaign,
You seem to have forgotten the multiple quotes after 9/11. This inidcates an improper and perhaps treasonous lack of enthusiasm for the deaths of thousands of Americans. I am forced to report you to the Department of Homeland Security.
That is all.
I want to see how the Ron Paul Blimp fares against the Hill-a-copter.
Godzilla vs. Mothra all over again, folks.
DU
I call photoshop. (”Thanks, Captain Obvious.”)
That’s why I pulled an FDL about weather conditions last night — it was a challenge to our Boston-based Bad Boys to prove me a sour pantywaist pessimist. They are succeeding beyont my wildest dreams {g}.
GAVIN! You owe me a new keyboard. Haven’t seen old Dafyyd in a while.
Wow! the Jesus Baloon is Effin’ AWESOME!
I want a Rodney Dangerfield balloon.
I’d call it the Democratic Base. Cause we get no respect.
The Dodd Dirigible?
The Gravel Aerial Steam Carriage?
The Obama Ornithopter?
The Tancredo Tri-plane?
The Giuliani Gyro-copter?
Now that’s a frickin’ sky-fairy.
We’re gonna need some loaves and fishes – a LOT of fishes.
And 10,000 marbles …
Now that’s a frickin’ sky-fairy.
Yeah. Dig that bumpy cloud he’s sittin’ on.
I hate to say this but that sammich looks tasty. But then I haven’t eaten much today.
“Ron Paul Revolution” ? So, Ron Paul is playing with Prince’s old band now? Cool. That explains the dope-smokers with the Ron Paul buttons.
Fetchez la vache!
Ron Paul, Love? WTF?
You know, you fuckers are just insane.
The preferred nomenclature is “differently sane.”
What have you done to me? Now I’m photoshopping that little green football onto things, and I can’t even photoshop!