In An Effort To Outdo Charlie Sheen, A. Weiner Rolled His Pants ABOVE His Ankles
I’m Too Sexty – A. Weiner Parody Song by Squeeky Fromm To the Tune of Right Said Fred’s “I’m Too Sexy“
I’m too sexty for my wife, Too sexty for my wife, Wife’s going to leave me.
Chest. A Gigolo.
I’m too sexty for my shirt, A flirty extrovert. (Pssst! Keep this covert!)
And I’m too sexty for this phone Did I just hear you moan??? Erogenous zone???
Oh, I’m too sexty for my party. Too sexty for my party, No way that I’m resigning!
I’m A. Weiner, you know what I mean And I sext-message chicks on my BlackBerry Yeah BlackBerry, yeah on my BlackBerry I am very fast on my BlackBerry
I’m too sexty for my job Sooo sexty that I throb. I’m my own Flash Mob!
A. Weiner Schnitzel
And I’m too sexty for my Twitter Such a sexty critter, And smarter than Vitter!
I’m A. Weiner, you know what I mean But I’m starting to fret about a perp walk, Oh yes a perp walk, please not a perp walk, ‘Cos underage chicks can mean a perp walk
I’m too sexty for my Too sexty for my, too sexty for my
He talked To Strangers
I’m A. Weiner, you know what I mean, And it might be my turn to do a perp walk, Oh yes a perp walk, a lousy perp walk They’ll lock up my tush after a perp walk
I’m too sexty for my cats Too sexty for my cats Poor pussy poor pussy cats
Midnight, Not A Sound From The Pavement
I’m too sexty for my wife, Too sexty for my wife. Wife’s going to leave me.
Am I too sexty for Craig’s List???
Squeeky Fromm Girl Reporter
BONUS:
The Original “I’m Too Sexy” YouTube Video by Right Said Fred.
This deal may never transpire, but Karl Denniger reports on Market Ticker this ECB Statement:
The government is committed to significantly accelerate its privatization program. To this effect it will create a professionally and independently managed privatization agency, and has drawn up a comprehensive list of assets for privatization with the aim of realizing revenues of EUR 50 billion by the end of 2015. The government will assess progress against intermediate quarterly and annual targets.
Ah, here we are. What the EU/ECB demanded (and apparently got) is for the government to sell public assets (the things that all Greeks own collectively) and use that money to pay the banksters.
This is a direct financial rape of the Greek people and should be met with immediate refusal – not acceptance – by the Greek population.
There is in Greek Mythology, the story of Leda and the Swan. Wiki notes: Zeus took the form of a swan and raped or seduced Leda on the same night she slept with her husband King Tyndareus. From this union came Helen (of Troy fame) and Pollux. In some versions, she laid two eggs from which the children hatched.
In other versions, Helen is a daughter of Nemesis, the goddess who personified the disaster that awaited those suffering from the pride of Hubris. Nemesis is the one taken by Zeus in the form of a swan and Leda merely finds the egg and hatches it.
The similarity to the present situation of Greece is obvious. Zeus, The Master of the Universe, takes the form of a swan and will have his way with Leda no matter what. Likewise, the Banking Class, the Modern Day Masters of the Universe, will attempt to have their way with Greece.
But there is one big difference. Should the Greeks put up a better fight than helpless Leda, and Just Say No, the Black Swan may rape the Banking Class instead. Let us devoutly pray for this.
Squeeky Fromm
Girl Reporter
NOTE: The picture is by Nicholas Kalmanov (Nikolai Konstantin Kalmakoff). For other paintings he did, simply Google his name. His “Rat With Jaws of Gold” is particularly interesting.
Bonus I:
W.B. Yeats’ Poem, called by Camille Paglia “the greatest poem of the twentieth century.”
Leda and the Swan By W. B. Yeats
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?
BONUS II: A YouTube Video, with Nudity, of the Poem, In English and German (how Apropos!!!) I can’t tell if it was made by AMR0758, or just uploaded. Just left click when it starts and it takes you there on YouTube.
