Posts Tagged ‘Tiger Woods’

Tiger Woods vs. Barack Obama

August 8, 2010

I think it is remarkable that within a week of Tiger Woods crashing his Escalade, the press found most (not all) of the women with whom Tiger has had an affair with in the last few years, with photos, text messages, recorded phone calls, etc. etc. etc. AND, they not only knew the cause of the family fight, but they even knew it was a wedge from his golf bag that his wife used to breakout the windows (and his head) in the Escalade.  Not only that, they knew which wedge! And each and every day, they gave America more updates on his sex-rehab stay, his wife’s plans for divorce, and the dates and tournaments he will play in.


OBAMA has been in office for over a year now, and this same press:

1)     still cannot find any of his childhood friends or neighbors

2)     or locate any of Obama’s college papers or grades

3)     or how he paid for a Harvard education

4)     or which country issued his visa to travel to Pakistan in the 1980’s

5)     or Barry Obama, Barry Soetoro, Barack Soetoro, Barry Dunham or even Michelle Obama’s Princeton thesis on racism

THEY JUST CAN’T SEEM TO FIND THEM!

YET THE PUBLIC STILL TRUSTS THAT SAME PRESS TO GIVE THEM THE WHOLE TRUTH!

TRULY REMARKABLE!!!

Not really, what’s amazingly remarkable is, those that believe the press, are your friends, relatives and, immediate family members. And, what’s truly remarkable is that there are those of us that haven’t, nor will ever forget their traitorous treachery.

Tiger Woods Holiday Poem (humor)

January 17, 2010

‘Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
Tiger Woods came a flyin’, chased by his spouse.

She wielded a nine iron and wasn’t too merry,                                                              Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.

He’d been cheatin’ on Elin, and the story progressed.                                                Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.

He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,                                                With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.

From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.

With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
When not in their pants, he was sendin’ them texts.

Despite all his cryin’ and beggin’ and pleadin’,
Tiger’s wife went investin’ — a new home in Sweden.

And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
“If you’re gettin’ laid then I’m gettin’ paid.”

She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
Her pre-nup made Christmas come early this year.


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