Party like a rock star

sans the crowd surfing, illegal debauchery, drunken debauchery, sexual debauchery, and paternity testing, that is.

 

Just your run-of-the-mill, freedom-loving gathering of folks exercising their right to assemble and to protest. In this case, we may be viewed as sacrilegious: opposing The One? How.Dare.Us.

Hence, I bring you pictures from the Rhode Island Tea Party.

Um, hon. If you’re a financially productive American, you are B.H.O’s ATM. You crazy property-lover, you.

Ah, the liberty bug struck this chap at a young age.

WALNUT anyone?

This brother is lucky he even has that.

And here’s my speech
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