Summary
"If'n that's supposed t' mean have I been workin' hard t' help [George Bush] keep `is job, tha's right. Once them debates were o'er, I figured he needed all the help he could git. And then, ever' time I went home f'r some sleep, ah'd have this nightmare 'bout how yew were out workin' harder'n me to get Jerry Kerry put in George's house, an' so I juzz quit sleepin'. `R goin' home."
"Tha' don' mean a thang, [Cope]. E'ry `un knows a reg'lar Joe like George cain't out-slick a lib'ral. Yew dern lib'rals got too much practice atalkin' an' athinkin' when yews were all sittin' around them hippy pads back in college days. Puttin' George up `gainst all that brainwork ain't e'en fair.""Cope, here's sump'n maybe yew ain't fig'erd out yet. Us George Bush lovers ain't as dumb as yew give us credit f'r. Yew an' ol' Maud Ivins and ol' Allen Frank an' all the rest o' yew smarty-butts ain't made no points by callin' him an' idjut, by Gawd, `cause we a'ready knew he was a idjut. Hell, ever'body knows that. But as long as he's the man standin' between `Merica an' yew lib'rals, we's al'ays gonna love `im! Al'ays!"See the full content of this document
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In the Cold Purple Haze& Where Red Meets Blue
Who knows? If my wife hadn't gotten stuck at work, leaving it up to me to take our kid and a load of her friends to the Haunted Squash Patch, I might have gotten all the way through the election without running into him again.
At first, I thought he was a poorly stuffed scarecrow propped up on a bale of straw. Or maybe...See the full content of this document
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