I know it’s not Tuesday, damn it!<\/p>\n
First up, when you ride with Obama, you ride alone…unless you’re going to India then you take 40 airplanes, 100+ armored vehicles and an entourage of 300 people, but I digress:<\/a> <\/p>\n Size matters: <\/a> <\/p>\n Then everyone applauded; Halloween edition:<\/a> <\/p>\n Failure is not a strategy, DUmbass.<\/a> <\/p>\n Upstaged. <\/a> <\/p>\n “We have seen that a god can bleed.” <\/a><\/p>\n Penn. crossovers: <\/a> <\/p>\n Looking for that silver lining…so it can be taxed, I guess<\/a>. <\/p>\n Pretty pictures. <\/a> <\/p>\n “Dewey Beats Truman”. <\/a> <\/p>\n Apparently Barry can’t get it across the plate.<\/a> <\/p>\n Just doing the jobs that Americans won’t do, I guess. <\/a> <\/p>\n You gotta be Paul-ing my leg. <\/a><\/p>\n “I think I still have Dick Morris’ old cell number somewhere…” <\/a> <\/p>\n Poll watching. <\/a> <\/p>\n “I hate all these personal attacks…it’s that fat druggie bastard Limbaugh’s fault.” <\/a> <\/p>\n Yeah, that’s nice…now go make me a sandwich, OK, sweetie? <\/a> <\/p>\n
\n“…don’t pull on Superman’s cape…don’t spit into the wind…” <\/a><\/p>\n