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.)