Weigel has the lyrics and says, “Johnston keeps getting the fame clock set back to 14:59, doesn’t he?”
Levi is the world’s most infamous deadbeat dad. He never bought even a single box of Pampers for that baby, and has generally behaved like a buffoon. The only way Levi Johnston will ever get into show business is with a red nose and big floppy shoes.
In other news, it appears that Palin Derangement Syndrome has struck another Alaska public official, as Alaska Dispatch reports:
We had a surprise visitor to our office on Tuesday: Investigator John F. Bilyeu of the state Alcoholic Beverage Control Board. Seems there’s some concern circulating over Bristol Palin’s much-publicized visit to Rum Runners in Anchorage last week.
The problem? Rum Runners is a bar. Bristol’s 19. Alaska’s drinking age is 21. . . .
Believe us, if we had footage of Bristol Palin hanging out in a bar, we would have put it on our website and you’d be free to link and embed to your heart’s content. . . .
Rum Runners does have a “restaurant designation,” which means it’s not just a straight up-and-down bar. . . . [T]he law allows as how Bristol could have been on the premises “for the purpose of dining only” as long as Rum Runners is considered a “bona fide restaurant” by the ABC Board.
Which is to say that Jeanne Devon, Jesse Griffin, Shannyn Moore and the rest of that pack of Alaska anti-Palin jackals are once again on a wild goose chase for that “smoking gun” scandal they’ve been promising the liberal media for the past two years.
Four words: Get a life, losers.

