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ElfDude wrote:

A'right, dog. I'm going to come with it on you today. First up B. What's up with this Iraqi dealy, yo? We got to chill over there. We got issues here, my brother. Like gas prices, my man. You know what I'm saying? You're posing, man. You even got words how you're "pimping Bush's ride" over there, mang. And then you go over there and what's the first thing you do? You dis our troops, man! You givin' props to Mookie! Gee, man! Sadr yo? His boys was the ones flaming the IEDs on our boys and you are claiming they are the ones who want to cool us out? It was our guys that did that, yo? What you should have done if you had to go over there anyway, was just have a sit-down with old Mookie, mang. Pull out that New Yorker magazine cover -- you know, the one with you in the turban and Shelly with that AK wrapped on them, man. Tell them, "Yo, you see this, Bro? This is me and my shorty. We're going to come over there and whip some ass after I get in, yo, if you don't get things chilled." That's what diplomacy is. But then, no. What you do, man, is you give this guy props. And then, yo, look. Yo, what's up with all this stutterering, mang? You running for president, man, or are you trying to get Porky Pig's job with, "T-t-t-that's all, folks." Come on, main. Did Jesse snatch them baby makers from you, bro? What's up with that, man? You went to Harvard, yo! That's all you got: "Uh, uh, uh, uh"? Yo, even Reverend Wright doesn't come out like that. He makes it flow, man. You ever heard him say, "Uh, God d-d-d-damn America"? He make it flow, man. What's with you? Then, on top of all this, you, you go over there and you say the biggest problem in Iraq is that so many men are unemployed? No, no, no, man! The biggest problem over there is they ain't giving us our props, yo. We are the ones that killed off old Hussein -- I'm sorry, Saddam-y -- for them, man. We freed them, yo! We looking for work? You ought to go over there and tell them brothers, "Y'all need to start busy to build a pipeline to break us off some of that oil, you know what I'm saying?" But no, mang. You go over there and start talking about their unemployment? When was the last time he was in Kill-adelphia, yo? Brothers is trying to get paid over here, man, can't find no jobs. They unemployed? When's the last time you was down in Katrina, mang? Come on, Bro, what's up with that? You, you know, I'm about to check you off, Obama, man. You need to start listening. Every time you step out, you're chumping yourself, chumping off our country and our military, yo. This is not cool!

Big Blue Owl wrote:I had to search to find out who Bo Snerdley is. It's a funny concept, but I hate the way he speaks. I can't stand that sort of "blubba-blubba-bling-bling mouth-crap" that so many people think is cool today.

SNERDLEY: Thank you. This is Bo Snerdley, Official Barack Criticizer for the EIB Network, certified, black enough to criticize with organic slave blood. I have a message. Mr. Obama, your overseas visit to, uhhh, um, Iraq, um, the war zones is (sigh), uh, proving to be a world-class embarrassment. Uh, aside from giving report to the efforts of, uh Mu-muk-muk... Muqtada al-Sadr who hates America, you've really said nothing there that you, uhhh, didn't say here, which, uhh, um it calls into question the -- let me think about it -- the, I should say the whole purpose of the trip. You continue to denigrate the efforts of our military and won't acknowledge their success -- and to make matters worse, your, uh, stuttering performance, uh, is, uh, now being, uh, held up to ridicule despite all the glowing reports from your public, uh, public relations, uh, uh, specialist, uh, agents in the media. Your performance, sir, has not made you look presidential. It has really, I want to say "harmed" your presidential chances in the eyes of those who take foreign policy seriously, uh. This has, uh, truly been a sad performance, sir.

And now an extended translation for our EIB brothers and sisters in the Hood.

A'right, dog. I'm going to come with it on you today. First up B. What's up with this Iraqi dealy, yo? We got to chill over there. We got issues here, my brother. Like gas prices, my man. You know what I'm saying? You're posing, man. You even got words how you're "pimping Bush's ride" over there, mang. And then you go over there and what's the first thing you do? You dis our troops, man! You givin' props to Mookie! Gee, man! Sadr yo? His boys was the ones flaming the IEDs on our boys and you are claiming they are the ones who want to cool us out? It was our guys that did that, yo? What you should have done if you had to go over there anyway, was just have a sit-down with old Mookie, mang. Pull out that New Yorker magazine cover -- you know, the one with you in the turban and Shelly with that AK wrapped on them, man. Tell them, "Yo, you see this, Bro? This is me and my shorty. We're going to come over there and whip some ass after I get in, yo, if you don't get things chilled." That's what diplomacy is. But then, no. What you do, man, is you give this guy props. And then, yo, look. Yo, what's up with all this stutterering, mang? You running for president, man, or are you trying to get Porky Pig's job with, "T-t-t-that's all, folks." Come on, main. Did Jesse snatch them baby makers from you, bro? What's up with that, man? You went to Harvard, yo! That's all you got: "Uh, uh, uh, uh"? Yo, even Reverend Wright doesn't come out like that. He makes it flow, man. You ever heard him say, "Uh, God d-d-d-damn America"? He make it flow, man. What's with you? Then, on top of all this, you, you go over there and you say the biggest problem in Iraq is that so many men are unemployed? No, no, no, man! The biggest problem over there is they ain't giving us our props, yo. We are the ones that killed off old Hussein -- I'm sorry, Saddam-y -- for them, man. We freed them, yo! We looking for work? You ought to go over there and tell them brothers, "Y'all need to start busy to build a pipeline to break us off some of that oil, you know what I'm saying?" But no, mang. You go over there and start talking about their unemployment? When was the last time he was in Kill-adelphia, yo? Brothers is trying to get paid over here, man, can't find no jobs. They unemployed? When's the last time you was down in Katrina, mang? Come on, Bro, what's up with that? You, you know, I'm about to check you off, Obama, man. You need to start listening. Every time you step out, you're chumping yourself, chumping off our country and our military, yo. This is not cool!

That concludes our statement.

Big Blue Owl wrote:Of course, the opposite of what he says is reality (just like Limbaugh), but I'm glad this poor black fat guy has a job. He still won't give his 5 baby-mamas any money for formula, but it's nice to see that he has something to keep him from selling as much crack as usual.

ElfDude wrote:

Big Blue Owl wrote:I had to search to find out who Bo Snerdley is. It's a funny concept, but I hate the way he speaks. I can't stand that sort of "blubba-blubba-bling-bling mouth-crap" that so many people think is cool today.

I only posted the second half of the transcript (the translation for the brothers and sister in da hood). Here's the whole thing. (Ususally he doesn't say "uh" all the time... that was done for satiric purposes. If you listened to any of Obama's press conference in Jordan, you'll get it.)

SNERDLEY: Thank you. This is Bo Snerdley, Official Barack Criticizer for the EIB Network, certified, black enough to criticize with organic slave blood. I have a message. Mr. Obama, your overseas visit to, uhhh, um, Iraq, um, the war zones is (sigh), uh, proving to be a world-class embarrassment. Uh, aside from giving report to the efforts of, uh Mu-muk-muk... Muqtada al-Sadr who hates America, you've really said nothing there that you, uhhh, didn't say here, which, uhh, um it calls into question the -- let me think about it -- the, I should say the whole purpose of the trip. You continue to denigrate the efforts of our military and won't acknowledge their success -- and to make matters worse, your, uh, stuttering performance, uh, is, uh, now being, uh, held up to ridicule despite all the glowing reports from your public, uh, public relations, uh, uh, specialist, uh, agents in the media. Your performance, sir, has not made you look presidential. It has really, I want to say "harmed" your presidential chances in the eyes of those who take foreign policy seriously, uh. This has, uh, truly been a sad performance, sir.

And now an extended translation for our EIB brothers and sisters in the Hood.

A'right, dog. I'm going to come with it on you today. First up B. What's up with this Iraqi dealy, yo? We got to chill over there. We got issues here, my brother. Like gas prices, my man. You know what I'm saying? You're posing, man. You even got words how you're "pimping Bush's ride" over there, mang. And then you go over there and what's the first thing you do? You dis our troops, man! You givin' props to Mookie! Gee, man! Sadr yo? His boys was the ones flaming the IEDs on our boys and you are claiming they are the ones who want to cool us out? It was our guys that did that, yo? What you should have done if you had to go over there anyway, was just have a sit-down with old Mookie, mang. Pull out that New Yorker magazine cover -- you know, the one with you in the turban and Shelly with that AK wrapped on them, man. Tell them, "Yo, you see this, Bro? This is me and my shorty. We're going to come over there and whip some ass after I get in, yo, if you don't get things chilled." That's what diplomacy is. But then, no. What you do, man, is you give this guy props. And then, yo, look. Yo, what's up with all this stutterering, mang? You running for president, man, or are you trying to get Porky Pig's job with, "T-t-t-that's all, folks." Come on, main. Did Jesse snatch them baby makers from you, bro? What's up with that, man? You went to Harvard, yo! That's all you got: "Uh, uh, uh, uh"? Yo, even Reverend Wright doesn't come out like that. He makes it flow, man. You ever heard him say, "Uh, God d-d-d-damn America"? He make it flow, man. What's with you? Then, on top of all this, you, you go over there and you say the biggest problem in Iraq is that so many men are unemployed? No, no, no, man! The biggest problem over there is they ain't giving us our props, yo. We are the ones that killed off old Hussein -- I'm sorry, Saddam-y -- for them, man. We freed them, yo! We looking for work? You ought to go over there and tell them brothers, "Y'all need to start busy to build a pipeline to break us off some of that oil, you know what I'm saying?" But no, mang. You go over there and start talking about their unemployment? When was the last time he was in Kill-adelphia, yo? Brothers is trying to get paid over here, man, can't find no jobs. They unemployed? When's the last time you was down in Katrina, mang? Come on, Bro, what's up with that? You, you know, I'm about to check you off, Obama, man. You need to start listening. Every time you step out, you're chumping yourself, chumping off our country and our military, yo. This is not cool!

That concludes our statement.

CygnusX1 wrote: I don't speak ghetto.....and I failed ebonics miserably.

Can someone translate it to english?