Wooooo! Ric Flair officially endorses Mike Huckabee

You read that correctly America. Not only is the Chuck Norris pain train backing Mike Huckabee's presidential campaign but 'The Nature Boy' himself has hopped on board. At this point does anyone even need to listen to Huckabee's views to know that he's exactly what this country needs? I know I don't...my mind is already made up. Imagine if you will the fear in the eyes of evildoers when forced to choose how they will meet their demise.... a brutal palm thrust to the throat or a knife edge chop to the chest? A dropkick to the midsection or a chop block to the back of the knees? A double spinning reverse roundhouse kick to the back of the head or the figure four leg lock? Death won't be one of the options because that would let said evildoers off the hook far to easy.

Ric Flair: "Mike Huckabee is the Man, Wooooo!"

Do this country a 'solid' and make sure you vote for Mike Huckabee. His thoughts on taxes? Not important. His feelings on the war in Iraq? Who gives a shit. How would he handle the touchy subject of gay marriage? Doesn't really matter. All that matters is two words......NORRIS & FLAIR.

Even if Mike Huckabee doesn't win the election he might just take over the White House and sit in the Oval Office for four years straight. Who's going to remove him with Norris standing in front of the door and Ric Flair's leer jet flying overhead? Nobody...that's who...

GOD BLESS AMERICA

The Rice Family: A Tale of Lust, Love, Lies, and Retribution

The Rice Family

A tale of lust, love, and retribution

Christina Rice: Oh shit the door! Get off-a-me and get in the closet!
Alberto Perez: Que? En el armario? Cual es?
Christina Rice: Just get in there you greasy prick!

Glen Rice: ::Shouting from downstairs:: Ey trick, daddy's hoo-ome! Whatya fine ass got fer me?
::Heavy thuds as the overweight former all-star climbs the stairs slowly::

Christina Rice: Oh hey baby, I was just layin here, you know, thinkin about you! You look so strong today baby!

Glen Rice: ::Breathing Heavily:: Yeah baby! I was pumping it up a bit earlier at the gym. But now I'm ::sniffs the air suspiciously::

Glen Rice: 'Ey bitch you smell dat? I know that smell!
Christina Rice: Gulp, I don't smell anything honey, maybe you just hungry?
Glen Rice: Naw I know that smell. Sheeeit, I was smellin that in da Hol-i-day Inn laaast night. I smell.... P'DUSSY!

::Glen Storms throughout the bed room, tearing open shades, glaring at his wife::

Glen Rice: Bitch! Why it smell like p'dussy in here when big daddy been at tha swap meet all day!? Is you trickin on me?
Christina Rice: Wait whatchu mean at the effing Holiday Inn...when was your ass at the Holiday Inn?
Glenn Rice: ::Suddenly realizing his mistake, Glen relaxes a bit:: Girl don't be talkin no bullshit now woman! That ain't even the point
Alberto Perez: ::Muffled, from the closet:: Si, esta verdad!
Christina Rice: Ain't the point!? Ain't the point!? Get out of MY House! Go and trick wit all your lil skeezers fake as nukka!
Alberto Perez: ::Muffled, from the closet:: Hay Dios Mio!!!
Glen Rice: Bitch, you'd best be puttin' that vase down! That shit wasn't cheap now ya hear!

::Moving with surprising fluidity for a big man, Glen manages to duck out of the way of the flying ceramic::

Glen Rice: Now you done did it, I'm a call tha police!
Alberto Perez: ::Muffled, from the closet:: Hay Dios mio! La policia!

::Suddenly, Glen seems to realize that the couple are not alone in the room::

Glen Rice: Ey woman! Who tha f*ck is in this here closet?
Christina Rice: ::Covers her mouth in fear:: No Glen don't!
::Glen Rice yanks the closet door open::
Alberto Perez: ::Still in the closet but no longer muffled:: Hay dios mio...
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