Adventures of Debra “Kadabra” Medina

February 12, 2010
Posted in politics
February 12, 2010 docweasel

Oh Debra Fauntleroy-Magnesium Kadabra!
Take me with you . . .
Don’t you want any of these?
The Continuing Adventures, I think, of Debra Kadabra.

Earlier this week, Texas GOP Gubernatorial candidate Debra Medina made news in a Glenn Beck interview when she refused to condemn 9/11 conspiracies.

Now we learn that, later that same day in an interview with Victoria station KAVU, Medina reportedly said that while she believes Muslim terrorists flew into the Towers and the “U.S. government didn’t put them up to it,” it was still healthy to question. Then, unbelievably, Medina brought up “the birth certificate
thing”:

Deb keeps diggin’:

Debra Medina, Still “Just Asking Questions”

A Texas state senator, Dan Patrick, tweets:

Medina digs hole deeper-says today she has questions how policemen got out and not the fireman on 9/11 She just can’t let this go

Someone connected in politics down there tells me she’s a Paulbot, as most of you heard, but that she didn’t run expecting to get much traction — her plan, he guesses, is to get enough name ID that she can take over the state party in the summer, all for the glory of (Doctor) Ron Paul.

Plus, how bad does your agenda have to suck for your allies to think you’re trying to tie them to a Suicide Pact?

Debra Kadabra

Say she’s a witch

Shit-ass Charlotte!

Ain’t that a bitch?

Debra Kadabra–

Haw, that’s rich!

(Ione, a rancho granny

Shook her wrinkled fanny . . . )

Shoes are too tight and pointed

Shoes are too tight and pointed

Ankles sorta puffin’ out

Cause me to shout:

Oh Debra Algebra Ebneezra Medina Kadabra!

Witch Goddess, Witch Goddess of Lankershim Boulevard!

Cover my entire body with Avon Cologna

And drive me to some relative’s house in East L.A. (Wooden dog!)

(Just till my skin clears up)

Turn it to Channel 13

And make me watch the rubber tongue

When it comes out

From the puffed & flabulent Mexican rubber-goods mask

Next time they show The Brnokka

Make me buy The Flosser

Make me grow Braniac Fingers

(But with more hair)

Make me kiss your turquoise jewelry!

Emboss me!

Rub the hot front part of my head

With rented unguents!

Give me bas-relief!

Cast your dancing spell my way

I promise to go under it

Cast your dancing spell my way

I promise to go under it

Cast your dancing spell my way

I promise to go under it

(Oh, hear this!)

Cast your dancing spell my way

I promise to go under it

(Oh, hear this!)

Cast your dancing spell my way

I promise to go under it

(Oh, hear this!)

Cast your dancing spell my way

I promise to go under it

(Oh, hear this!)

Learn the Pachuco Hop

And let me twirl ya . . .

(Learn the Pachuco . . .

learn the Pachuco Hop an’ lemme twirl you)

Oh Debra Fauntleroy-Magnesium Medina Kadabra!

Take me with you . . .

Don’t you want any of these?

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