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The Reptard Wears Prada

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If you've never heard of the reptard before, then you need to start here.


The demand for another reptard story has been overwhelming, and by overwhelming I mean a couple of people emailed me and asked me to write more about Spiky.

The problem is that, at least in my opinion, reptard #5 can’t be topped. Seriously, he’s a fucking reptile; there is only so much going on in his life that is worthy of putting fingers to keyboard (and even then it was a real stretch). He eats and he shits, and sometimes he eats and he doesn’t shit, saving it up for a massive reptilian colon explosion of excremental filth that needs to be seen to be disbelieved. And sometimes those three brain cells of his don't get enough serotonin, or something, and he gets depressed and tries to die and I have to nurse him back to health because he's my daughter's pet and that's what good daddies do.

Other times he takes a bath and can’t walk for a while afterwards. God only knows why, but we give him a bath twice a month and he gets post-hydration paralysis every damn time. I still think we're drowning his ass brain.

The only thing I can imagine that would warrant a sixth reptard story would be to get him a reptard wife and have them procreate a bunch of little reptard babies, but I’m only willing to go so far to get my material. One reptard in my house is one too many.

All five reptard stories are true, but perhaps my two (maybe three) rabid reptard fans will settle for something a little more speculative for this installment, and by speculative I mean completely full of shit.

See, I got the inkling of a reptard idea while reading the Huffington Post a little while ago, and it simply won’t go away. To explain, here are the most basic of facts that have brought me to this juncture of writing reptard #6. Bear with me, because eventually it makes a certain amount of sense, in a circuitously unbalanced and downright retarded kind of way. Here goes:

·         Sarah Palin has a mentally challenged child

·         White House Chief of Staff Rahm Emanuel used the phrase “fucking retards” to describe activists who were protesting U.S. debt management

·         Sarah got pissed and lashed out at Emanuel, calling for his dismissal

·         But when her pal Rush Limbaugh called liberals “retards” she defended his statement

·         What’s more, when she heard the term “libtard” (a contraction of the words “liberal” and “retard”), she was reported as saying: “Libtards – now that’s fucking funny!”

Other than being an obvious hypocrite of PETA-like proportions, the logical conclusion from all of this is that Sarah Palin is retarded.

She is also a republican.

She is a republican retard.

You can see where I’m going with this.

So, to answer the crotch-burning question of “Is Sarah Palin really a reptard?” we need to engage in a comparative study of Sarah and Spiky to get the answer via some blatant copyright infringement.

Sarah Palin and Spiky the Reptard: A Comparative Analysis

Are they prone to vacant expressions showing a complete lack of higher cognitive function?

First, let's take a look at Spiky:

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Duh... Extended warranty? Sure!

And now, Sarah:

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You know, I think I like waffles.

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Waffles? What waffles?

Are they prone to constipation?

If you’ve read either reptard #4 or #5, then you know the answer for Spiky is a definite “yes,” but what about Sarah?

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I'm going to go with "Yes" on the constipated question.

Do they have a gaping maw suitable for scarfing live creatures?

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Yes.

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And yes.

Do they have their own porn?

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Any comments I could write here would be completely superfluous.

But what about bearded dragon porn?

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Yeah... take it all, bitch!

Are they subject to occasional bouts of paralysis?

Well, if you've read reptard #5 then you know that after a bath Spiky can't walk for a while, but what about Sarah?

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I hathe being all sthrokey.

Do they have a tail?

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This is my tail. There are many others like it, but this one is mine.

And Sarah? Well... she wears Prada, and she has been accused of being the Devil...

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I'm on my way to an illegal immigrant virgin sacrifice.

And the Devil wears Prada...

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Note the tail.

And finally, do they go to work on three invisible cocks at the same time?

I don’t know about Spiky, but…

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At the audition for Nailin' Palin II: Revenge of the Gobbling Governor.

With the exception of that last one, there is ample evidence to indicate that republican retard Sarah Palin does qualify for being called a reptard. However, while I am perfectly willing to refer to this poster child for retroactive abortion as stupid, mentally deficient, cerebrally challenged, or just plain old dumb as a fucking rock, I cannot, in good conscience, call her a reptard.

The reason is simple.

There can be only one!

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