Apparently, it was Looney Tunes day at Pints and Politics and Scott Walker went as Elmer Fudd!
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Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Scotty Fudd
Apparently, it was Looney Tunes day at Pints and Politics and Scott Walker went as Elmer Fudd!
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Be vewy, vewy quiet. We'we hunting pubwic empwoyees!
ReplyDeleteOur all-ta-met towget is dose pesky big-union-bosses!
DeleteIt was in the upper 20s yesterday. No real outdoorsman would mask up like that. Very "Dukakis in the tank"- like.
ReplyDeleteBetween that stupid photo op, the United Sportsmen scandal, and Scotty's giveaways of prime hunting and hiking lands to mining interests and other spoilers of the environment, how could any self-respecting hunter vote for this guy?
He has the criminal, he may as well have the mask!
ReplyDeleteOnce again, the chameleon rears his droopy eyed face. Only back in high school did I ever see anyone try so hard to fit into so many different molds.
ReplyDeleteFrom the fingerless gloves with the leather with all the buttons, to the fancy life vest, to the blue shirt with the sleeves slightly rolled up with khakis, to this most recent getup. Scott Walker tries so hard to fit in.
If you take a close look at the picture, and you've spent any time outside in Wisconsin during the winter, you know you'd see frost or moisture accumulated around the nose and mouth. As with all other media opportunities, this photo is no random "selfie".
How does that word taste to you, Clarice? Hmm? Cheap and metallic, like sucking on Koch money?
ReplyDeleteHe's such a pig -- like the biggest dick in the world wrapped up on an fire-orange condom
ReplyDeleteLooks like a deer in the headlights. (Get used to the look, Scooter, there's a big ol' semi barreling down on you.)
ReplyDeleteAn all hat no cattle moment.
ReplyDeleteA typical suburban twit pretending to be a rugged outdoorsman. Asshats running around with guns in the woods, the reason I gave up hunting decades ago as I got tired of bullets zipping through the air over my head.
ReplyDeleteA turd wrapped in silk, is still a turd.
ReplyDeleteThis speaks more to the asshats that drove Scotty out to their cabin in the woods, dressed him up like Ken-doll-goes-hunting, and stood him up against a tree: What self-respecting outdoorsman peppers a tree full of nails and leaves them there? Obviously those that have never heard of "Leave No Trace."
ReplyDeleteI expect one of those nails is driven through Scotty's collar to hold him up against the tree, since he has no spine, or moral principles, to support him.
Behold Wiscosnin! Here is the latest version of your governor poseur!
I think Im going to write a book about being the Greatest Deer Hunter in FritzWalkerLand.
ReplyDeleteLMFAO!!! Gubbener Scott Fudd, HHHAAAAAAAA!!
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