‘Anti-Obama’ Diner Owner Who Hates Welfare Recipients Convicted Of Welfare Fraud (VIDEO)

 "Michael Tassone is the owner of the “American Diner” in Liverpool, New York, a small suburb of Syracuse. The diner’s quaint appearance and patriotic name comes with a surprising amount of contempt. Tassone is what you would call the typical American conservative: he lives in fear and hates everything. His diner’s menu is full of clever plate names like “The Obama Plate,” consisting eggs and toast for $3.69 with a tax of $27. Yes, very clever. He also features the “Anti-Michelle Obama Don’t Tell Me What To Eat Or Feed My Kids Burger.” Lots of effort went into making this diner the perfect place for idiots to eat. "

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The Pitch

It has occurred to me that some of you think I'm running this hideous website because I have nothing else to do. Well some of you are just too dam smart. You've probably been hurt in a previous relationship. That's so sad,but it's really not my concern. Like mama used to say, "You'll know better next time."

So here's the skinny. You'll notice there's no stupid "Donate to this Site" button, and there's good reason, it goes back to that you're just too dam smart thing.

So what I did was plaster this site with all sorts of cheesy banners promoting every thing from pocket knives, Dickie denim jeans, healthy soy snacks, hemp seeds,creative writing software, St. Croix fishing rods and chartreus soft plastic lizards, to places where you can lose everything, betting on horse races, or where you can get a job driving a truck cross country, hauling Chinese made crap and picking up chicks. Someone said the site looked like I-75 in South Georgia.

When you click on a banner and buy something, I get a ham sandwich. That's all, just looking to eat once in a while.

Now here's a suggestion, before you lose everything betting on some dumbass horse race, or leave the wife and youngans and head on down the road in a Peterbuilt, buy yourself a pair of Matrix sunglasses and one of those R Crumb, "Keep on Truckin," T-shirts to wear to your daughter's soccer game. Your daughter will be humiliated as hell, until one of her friends walks over and says, " Your dad is the coolest dad ever."


Here's a catchy tune that may shed some light on what I'm trying to say.