Therefore; I shall hold the exalted office of Highest Degree Superior Cockwomble One, Exalted cut the crap, until a quorum can assemble and can drag me off to a lime lined shallow grave to bury me with my shoe in my mouth.
As Tradition No.1. shall decree.
I propose for the Founders of the Cockwomble Brotherhood (and dickless Brothers) some suggestions that the Convention would take:
1) We meet thrice during the years that end in 3 and 7. Once ending in one.
2) While a Cockwomble is never violent, cursed language may lead to bleeding, but no one knows how.
3) The assembling of by-laws and a Constitution could take centuries, so be in for the long haul.
4) The Mission Statement to be: Hey, Listen to ME. You don't know what your are talking about!
5) A yearly SGITR (Smartest Guy In The Room) Award to the ONLY recognized SGITR.
6) Alcohol only enhances a Cockwomble's cockwombliness.
7) Our secret hand signal will be finger pointed your way with emphasis.
8) We make Rep. Fartwell (D, CA) or standard bearer to bring a Resolution to Congress making Cockwomble Day where every smart guy gets compliments like "Hey, thanks for thinking." I could say, "Sure, kid. Pull my finger."
9) Respect has to be held in the highest regard as a Cockwomble should know. Shredding an argument is nothing personal.
10) Don't act like a Cockwomble! Don't dress like a Cockwomble! BE a Cockwomble!
Any Cockwombles out there?
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