There he/she
goes again. Rifling through the underwear drawers in her head to speculate on another Democrat's sexuality. My, my, she does have a fetish for "the gays." After a quick perusal of
what passes for her wisdom I've come to the conclusion that the voice in her head is a repressed member of the Gestapo (is that redundant?)--possibly even Himmler, himmself.
I think
Elvis Costello said it best
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way...
...or any way, for that matter
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