Well, we’ve got a new addition to the “You Can’t Make This Sh*t Up” category.  In this case perhaps kind of literally since farts can be “sharts” but let’s go over what we do know.

RFK Jr., in his quest to destroy his father’s and family’s reputation is still running for President.  And, as candidates do he was holding some dinner event.  Seems normal enough except of course for the candidate himself and his wacky, but worse dangerous “theories” being sure to be talked about.  That’s bad enough but I always say no matter how bad things sometimes get, they can always get worse.

This dinner event was an entertaining (if you like poop jokes and fart humor) example of worse!

A question go asked, and prompted a heated exchange that led to a shouting match.  Loud enough to wake up some old guy who’d slept through most of the event.  You can read about it here.  But where things really went of the rails was someone deciding to do more than shout nasty stuff in “Oh yeah?  Well let me tell you this!” fashion – he decided some “sound effects” (and smell too I guess) were needed to punctuate, or perhaps “pungentnate” his point.

And cut loose with a loud FART.  Apparently one of those long ripping ones and when reading the story I couldn’t help but think back to Blazing Saddles.  The campfire scene where the guys are stuffing their faces with plates full of beans.  You know, the food where as a kid you learned couple of sayings.  Like “Beans, Beans the magical fruit. The more you eat, the more you toot.”  Or even better “Beans, Beans good for your heart.  The more you eat, the more you FART!”

Given the kinds of people that appear willing to show up at these supposed to be genteel RFK Jr. dinner/presser events, the salad should be BEAN salad.  Kinda get everyone properly “fueled” for the Q & A portion.  Here’s an idea: Rudy G. is in the hurt locker these days.  Maybe he can get a small fee to show up and guaranteed some “appropriate sound effects.  Just spitballing here.

Anyway, I thought this was funny as hell to read about.  We all need a good laugh now and then, so I thought maybe I could spread the word and others could, even if they don’t want to admit it have a good laugh too.

Oh, one last thing.  After all this I couldn’t leave you without…

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3 COMMENTS

  1. I’m glad his father isn’t alive to see the shame his progeny has brought to the family name. Bad enough grandpa was a nazi loving back room bootlegger…but his grandson is just an idiot.

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