Doug Giles

Boy, the blood sucking entitlement toads are hoping and praying that Obama will win this election because they are smellin’ free candy! Everybody gets free candy! Yep, the ubiquitous handout mooches across our formerly great land are fully aroused at Barack’s promise to “spread the wealth.”

I guarantee the hard-working “Joes” out there who have worked their plumber butts off 10-12 hours a day for the last decade aren’t too jazzed at the prospects of Obama Robin Hooding their hard-earned cash on behalf of a crack whore, a criminal alien or a costume jewelry wearing welfare brat who’s also sporting a teeth grill and donning $100 Nikes.

Spread the wealth . . . please.

I believe Moses and Jesus call that “wealth spreading” theft. Obama is spreading something, but it ain’t wealth. It smells a tad different. I am astonished that Barack can boldly and publicly table that socialist bunkum and we don’t shout him down, utterly ignore him, and buy him a one-way coach ticket to Havana.

Personally, I’d like Joe the Plumber to keep his cash. In addition, I don’t want a dime from the government. The only two things I want from the government are for them to leave me alone and keep the terrorist groups that have endorsed Barack Obama from bombing our collective backside both at home and abroad.

Now for those of you young people who do not like the prospects and the strings attached to living off the government welfare tit, herewith is one simple little ditty to keep you ruggedly independent and never in need of a penny of Joe the Plumber’s hard-earned cash.

Don’t be a slacker.

If you want your life to land squarely in the profit column then you must joyfully live mach2 with your hair on fire no matter how crummy a hand life has dealt you. When I see the multitudinous goofy and lazy entitlement mentality punks at “work” in restaurants and at retail stores moving like manatees in the intensified gravity of the planet Pluto with no excellence of service and a pouty look on their attitude-laden faces, I kind of . . . sort of . . . get really ticked off when I hear them trying to chisel a slice of Joe’s pie.

Hey, gum smackin’ slacking moron, if you want to get out of the pathetic sponge mode you’re in realize this: Nobody owes you anything.

Doug Giles

Doug Giles is the Big Dawg at and the Co-Owner of The Safari Cigar Company. Follow him onFacebook and Twitter. And check out his new book, Rise, Kill and Eat: A Theology of Hunting from Genesis to Revelation.