October 28, 2005

Fitzmas Is Here!

With the first indictments coming down today, it's a good time to announce the winner of our Fitzmas Day contest. Unsurprisingly, it's our only entrant, Joy. So many congratulations to Joy on her glorious victory! I have decided, however, to withold the 15 point "best entry" bonus since it didn't really turn out to be much of a competition. I know, kind of cheap, but then, she's getting 25 points just for entering, so that's still a pretty good prize. Just for kicks, check out Joy's song beflow the flip.

To the tune of "Jingle Bells"

VERSE 1:
Dashing to the Post
With a scoop that can't be beat
Novak's gonna boast
That Plame's career's deplete
Too bad he'll later claim
That he had not a clue
So let's hold hands and pass the buck; It's Miller's new milleu

CHORUS:
Oh...Miller time, Miller time
We're not talkin' beer
Someone's got a bone to pick
and Judith's gonna hear
Miller time, Miller time
We're not talkin' beer
Oh what fun it is to play
the blame game every year!

VERSE 2:
Let me get this straight
Her man's an agent too
Rove didn't like her date
So she's screwed over too?
No yellow cake was found
Joe Wilson said what's true
Novak and Rove are off scott free
and Wilson's in the pound?!

CHORUS:
Oh...Miller time, Miller time
We're not talkin' beer
Someone's got a bone to pick
and Judith's gonna hear
Miller time, Miller time
We're not talkin' beer
Oh what fun it is to play
the blame game every year!

VERSE 3:
So Novak loses Cred
And Miller's in the Fed
DeLay has shady finances
in prison lays his head
Katrina's wake is dread
Iraq's 2000 dead
But question our fine president and you're a terrorist instead

ALTERNATE CHORUS:
Oh...terrorists! Terrorists!
Plame and Wilson too
They should go to Gitmo
'cause they fought with "W"
Terrorists! Terrorists!
Your neighbor might be one
Isn't being paranoid what makes our lives more fun?


"I got my shoes shined up / I got my hair slicked down / 'Cause baby I wanna hit the town"

2 comments:

Dan Brottman said...

Pennsylvania 6-5000 - Glenn Miller

Joy said...

Oh Frabjous day, callooh callay, she chrotled in her joy...