The Morning Spew

Courtesy of our good friend tc, please enjoy this new delicious flavor called “Teamster Creamster.”  Here, tc makes a play on something we all know about the Occupiers:   They’re pure Astroturf!  Union management, having confiscated immense sums of money from their rank-and-file constituents in the form of dues, are now blowing it on feeding these teeming throngs of hippies.  If Fester were an actual Teamster — one who worked for a living — he’d be so pissed.

But of course, the more thuggish union members are always pissed.  I mean, just look at those fists popping out of the carton!  Now that’s some quality rage!

(Many thanks to Penny for making all the B&J graphics you’ll see today.)