Part One: here
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BraveFart sees that he has not been dreaming and that
he has uncovered a case of mistaken identities. 
The forces of good must have somehow gotten the 
wrong address and have attacked the people they 
wished to protect. 

Kind of like when Nixon went into Cambodia or when John 
Wayne attacked the wrong Indian tribe or when w bush and 
dick cheney invaded Iraq. 

MY GOD, WHAT CARNAGE AND ALL FOR THE WRONG PURPOSE 
our hero screamed.  

Sir Mark of the Williams arrived at Bravefart's quarters 
in the evening following the carnage.  

Welcome Sir Mark. Have you heard the news of the massacre? 

Hellofajob Sire, Hellofajob for sure.  Those bastards come 
out West, imagine, out West to teach us a thing or two. 
Nevada is free for all of us to come to and sing and drink 
and gamble and we do not even need any injuns. Taught 
them folks a lesson though. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14l75vz-R9w

Sir Mark, you have missed the mark for sure. The Netroots, 
the infidels held their gathering at the crossing of the 
fields and the stream. The Counters, our Christian troops 
gathered at the crossing of the streams and the fields.  

Oh my God in Heaven, replied Sir Mark as he swooned 
to the earth in a feint.  

Bravefart brought his comrade inside of his 
temporary quarters and gave him aid and comfort. 
Not too much aid and not too much comfort of course, 
because the two knights were not of that sort, if you 
know what I mean. Bravefart had thought of such things 
under his kilt, but duly confessed it to the Father 
Geene the Mute.  Andd he never acted on the impulse 
or anything except for that one time in Cincinnati 
and like Voltaire once said: 

Once is curiosity. Twice is perversion.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJRwhrTbc9Y

After Sir Mark had been sustained and succored but 
not overly sustained and certainly not overly succored 
to health and all, the two fellows went out back for 
some fun.

There are the rocks Marcus (he used to like to call him
Marcus sometimes) and over there are the panther skulls. 

We shall pummel those panther skulls and the winner 
gets to be on top. 

Be on top? 

Just an expression out West ways, I assure you.  

Bravefart pummeled and shattered all of the panther 
skulls much to the chagrin of Mark. They laughed
and farted and drank some meade and had a fantastic
time making sure that their conversations always 
ended up being something about female breasts. 

What do we do now? asked Sir Mark. 

We shall attend the funeral festivities. And then we shall
hunt down all of the moors and the Mexicalis and the
liberal pagans and we shall break open all their heads 
and skullfuck them.  

But what if it is discovered that the Nazi Christians 
killed our following Bravefart? 

Listen and listen good. You Sir Mark simply called the 
pagans Colored and gave them silly voices and look 
where it got you. There is no truth exactly. There is 
no veracity out there. One must make up his own truths: 

To drag it out as long as he can. That's why he won't
just release the full videos online. "Because no one would
cover it," Breitbart said. "Now the more they come after me, 
the bigger the story gets, the more the pressure builds. 
... I'm admitting it publicly: I'm fucking with you." 

Fuck with them Marcus, just as you always have. They, 
the pressmen have no time to discover or weigh the truths. 
They just repeat in order to get paid. And you follow 
me and we shall be paid far more than any of them. 
Yellow Cowards every one of the pressmen. 

What of the truth Bravefart? 

We shall save the truths for the mute priests. 

But while we are at it Sir Mark, you did not perchance 
have anything to do with this carnage did you? 

I...I...okay we had a few militia back in Utah and we 
contacted them to kind of shake it all up. Three Pointer 
was going to be there and all and I might have said 
something... 

You might have said something? 

Well, I just said that beckerhead would pay for the bullets, 
but I never meant any real harm. I mean I am an entertainer 
like you Bravefart. Just attempting to make a buck and all. 

Enter the Beav stage left attempting to get as far 
to the right as fast as possible lest she be 
discovered on the wrong side of the stage by the 
Jughead. 

BUT THAT WOULD BE WRONG, screamed the 
Beav on her way from a meeting of the pressmen.  

Oh shut the fuck up Beav. If you wish to move
around on the rag, keep your pie hole shut. 

The Beav was truly disgusted by all these goings on 
and went to describe this scene to the Ancients 
including Andrea the Mitchell.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-2H9Bk3xnCI 

We must never wilt because of the light from 
the sun Marcus..

In January 1991, Lee Atwater, the storied political strategist whose bare-knuckled tactics helped propel George H.W. Bush to the White House in 1988, issued a public apology to Bush's opponent, Michael Dukakis. Suffering from terminal brain cancer, Atwater disavowed the statements and tactics he employed against Dukakis, in particular his stated intentions to "strip the bark off the little bastard" and "make Willie Horton his running mate." According to Atwater: "I am sorry for both statements: the first for its naked cruelty, the second because it makes me sound racist, which I am not."

The shameful history of Willie Horton's role in the 1988 presidential campaign

need not be recounted here --

what matters is that the man who gave Willie Horton

that starring role came to realize afterward that he had

crossed the line on racial fearmongering, and he sincerely regretted doing so.

http://mediamatters.org/columns/201007160049

We must die as heroes like Sir Tony of the Snow. Never 
admit nothing ever. Ha 

We lie with a smile and demonstrate a hearty disposition.  

The funeral was the event of the year. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QHFK1yKfiGo

All of the aristocracy turned out. 

All of the rich mercantilists turned out. 

All of the politicians turned out. 

All of the teabaggers turned out. 

All of the Las Vegas maids turned out the beds. 

The first and main speaker would be Rush the Limpbough, 
a local fertilizer of the first measure.

RUSH:  Thank you so much. Thank you. Thank you all 
very, very much. Thank you all. I can't tell you how 
wonderful that makes me feel. It happens everywhere 
I go, but it's still special here. [ Laughter ] 
If you all will indulge me, 

I am here to give my condolences to all those who
 lost someone in the name of freedom. Friday morning 
is when I learned of all this. I learned that Fox, 
God love them, is televising this speech on the Fox 
News Channel, which means, ladies and gentleman, 
this is my first ever address to the nation. 
[Applause] 

And now I can advertise some books and enrich 
myself while honoring the dead. 

I know that people are probably watching this who 
never have listened to my program and may not even 
really know what conservatism is.  

But my job is to get ratings, so that I can fill 
my pockets and fill the richest percent of 
Americans on the continent.  A thoroughly 
wonderful project if I may say myself.

And that I am arrogant. Neither of these things 
are remotely true. I can tell you a joke to 
illustrate this. 
Larry King passed away, goes to heaven. 
He's greeted by Saint Peter at the gates. 
Saint Peter says, "Welcome, Mr. King, it's
great to have you here. I want to show you
around, give you an idea of what's here, maybe 
you can pick a place that you'd like to reside."
King says, "I just have one question:  
Is Rush Limbaugh here?"  

"No, he's got a lot of time yet, Mr. King."  
So Saint Peter begins the tour. Larry King 
sees the various places and it's beyond 
anything we can imagine in 
terms of beauty. Finally, he gets to the biggest 
room of all, with this giant throne. And over 
the throne is a flashing beautiful angelic 
neon sign that says "Rush Limbaugh." [Laughter]

And Larry King looks at Saint Peter and says: 
"I thought you said he wasn't here."  

He said, "He's not, he's not. This is God's 
room.He just thinks he's Rush Limbaugh."
{Laughter] 
[Applause]

So you see I'm not pompous. [Laughter]

Let me tell you who we conservatives are:  
We love people. 
[Applause] 

And there are no people that we love more than 
dead people who will not be improperly taxed. 

 Bravefart swooned. And then he left to

 change his kilt.

What a wonderful funeration, he thought!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxr-fbtV1-8