It seems the man who manages the Dakota Wuss College is still butt hurt after he was caught running a business that was in direct conflict with his job in the SOS’s office. Call a whaabulance, maybe they can pull through Burger King’s drive thru on the way to the crybaby hospital so he can pick up a fish sandwich for South Dakota's #1 Criminal.
Pat’s diatribe about me was actually hilarious (he seems to be confused, and can’t seem to figure out why I ‘hate’ his brand of the Republican party). Because you are whackadoodle. And many other Republicans agree with me that your side of the party is noxious.
The under-super-sized Wuss College did a story about me recently, and quickly Patty had to attack (ironically, I stand by most of those quotes, because they are true.)
Pat seems to think that he's a big tough guy. He is NOT. He is a VERY weak and ineffective person. He's an embarrassment to himself and his family.
Now to Pat’s comedy piece:
"Thank you for your note.
I will make sure I get it posted on Dakota War College this afternoon.
Not because I believe there’s an ounce of sincerity behind the statement, but it is absolutely, hands down, the funniest damn thing I have read all day.
I’m sure readers will giggle as much as I am right now."
Pat hasn’t liked me since I did a number on him about his secret homosexual lovers. A self-dealing crook like him having a sunburnt bald head in Drake Springs Pool. He couldn’t wait to drag me into the discussion. I don’t much care for politicians who wear their religion on their sleeves or use their children as political props. Okay, so you can read the newspaper and you figured out what reproduction is, how does that qualify you to govern? Just look at Pat, he has figured out how to reproduce (several times) but the one chance he had to serve the public, he blew it because his greed to sell bumper stickers and shirt pins got the best of him.
Pat thinks this statement my spokesman made should disqualify me to work in public office. Pat, I am applying to be a public servant not the janitor of our local mosque.
"Hi, I’m Garret Wright spokesman for Chris Svarstad for District 18 House. We’re responding to your recent post:
These kind of attacks are not surprising. This is exactly the kind of divisive politics that turns away people of all parties. We’re not going to be distracted. Chris Svarstad has a message, that government isn’t working right and that it’s too intrusive. People want solutions, not just idle rhetoric. That’s what we’re going to talk about."
And what is untrue about that statement? Nothing, and that is why it scares the crap out of supposed ‘followers’.
But this one had me rolling:
"I just received the following email in response to Christopher P. Svarstad story; the candidate from Yankton with the rap sheet as long as my arm.. who apparently is trapped in the 1950s with his terminology for African-Americans."
This has been a long running funny in my family, which are a mix of Catholics, Lutherans, Methodists and Baptists. I often chuckle at the notion of terminology for African American's is comparable to the 1950's. Did you know during Ramadan (Their version of Lent), Muslims fast the entire day (sun up to sun down). Can you imagine Pat fasting an entire day? BAHAHAHAHA!
Pat’s diatribe about me was actually hilarious (he seems to be confused, and can’t seem to figure out why I ‘hate’ his brand of the Republican party). Because you are whackadoodle. And many other Republicans agree with me that your side of the party is noxious.
The under-super-sized Wuss College did a story about me recently, and quickly Patty had to attack (ironically, I stand by most of those quotes, because they are true.)
Pat seems to think that he's a big tough guy. He is NOT. He is a VERY weak and ineffective person. He's an embarrassment to himself and his family.
Now to Pat’s comedy piece:
"Thank you for your note.
I will make sure I get it posted on Dakota War College this afternoon.
Not because I believe there’s an ounce of sincerity behind the statement, but it is absolutely, hands down, the funniest damn thing I have read all day.
I’m sure readers will giggle as much as I am right now."
Pat hasn’t liked me since I did a number on him about his secret homosexual lovers. A self-dealing crook like him having a sunburnt bald head in Drake Springs Pool. He couldn’t wait to drag me into the discussion. I don’t much care for politicians who wear their religion on their sleeves or use their children as political props. Okay, so you can read the newspaper and you figured out what reproduction is, how does that qualify you to govern? Just look at Pat, he has figured out how to reproduce (several times) but the one chance he had to serve the public, he blew it because his greed to sell bumper stickers and shirt pins got the best of him.
Pat thinks this statement my spokesman made should disqualify me to work in public office. Pat, I am applying to be a public servant not the janitor of our local mosque.
"Hi, I’m Garret Wright spokesman for Chris Svarstad for District 18 House. We’re responding to your recent post:
These kind of attacks are not surprising. This is exactly the kind of divisive politics that turns away people of all parties. We’re not going to be distracted. Chris Svarstad has a message, that government isn’t working right and that it’s too intrusive. People want solutions, not just idle rhetoric. That’s what we’re going to talk about."
And what is untrue about that statement? Nothing, and that is why it scares the crap out of supposed ‘followers’.
But this one had me rolling:
"I just received the following email in response to Christopher P. Svarstad story; the candidate from Yankton with the rap sheet as long as my arm.. who apparently is trapped in the 1950s with his terminology for African-Americans."
This has been a long running funny in my family, which are a mix of Catholics, Lutherans, Methodists and Baptists. I often chuckle at the notion of terminology for African American's is comparable to the 1950's. Did you know during Ramadan (Their version of Lent), Muslims fast the entire day (sun up to sun down). Can you imagine Pat fasting an entire day? BAHAHAHAHA!