As Tallahassee said in Zombieland, "Thank God for rednecks," and he was no doubt speaking about the birthers and their handlers who no doubt don't subscribe to Columbus, Ohio's first rule of cardio. These fat fuckers are gonna get such a fabulous surprise when their H1N1 nasal snorts and shots fail to protect them from the zombie flu.
Thank God for Woody Harrelson, a man who single-handedly controlled both Robert Downey Junior AND Tommy Lee Jones in Natural Born Killers, for finally bringing a film to the NOMF™ designed to explain to the liberal eunuchs and otherwise politely misguided pussies that it is time, now more than ever, to nut up, or shut the fuck up and get out of the way.
I know I'm going to love Michael Moore's film, but his calls to action are always so lame. We're talking about the asshole who has yet to take responsibility for the election (through his endorsement of Ralph Nader in 2000) and reelection (by misunderestimating the terminal stupidity of the average American zombie in 2004) of the most insane George this fucking country has endured since that crazy English dude who failed to accomplish his mission, whatever it was.
To be continued after the smack kicks in...