Hey, Waterboy!

Get out there! The Moonbat needs you!

I'm still laughing about this one:

Sheehan Treated for Dehydration in Texas.

"Waco (It should read, "Whacko"), Texas - Anti-war demonstrator Cindy Sheehan was hospitalized Friday evening for dehydration and exhaustion after fasting for more than a month and protesting earlier this week in 100-degree weather, friends and relatives said."

First of all, Cindy, no one - not even the stormtrooping liberals of the Democratic Party - gives a rat's ass about you or your cause anymore. The Dems didn't care, either, but you were their cause celebre of the moment. Your son is dead - and that is a shame - but the rest of your family - who is very much alive - would probably like their mother back.

Then again . . .

Second of all, if you don't have the common sense to stop this ridiculous hunger strike - that is impressing no one - in the midst of Texas' 100-degree heat, then you deserve to spend time in a hospital. Hey, I willingly went to Arizona in August. If I was stung by a scorpion after walking around barefoot, who's fault is that? Ass.

Thank you, little baby Jesus, for proving once again that moonbats don't have a brain in their tiny, little heads.