My fambly matches my throw pillows and my cooking mitts and dishtowels and everything!
Just think... there's some lucky people in the U.S. who opened up their mailbox in December and found a Happy Jesus Day card with this photo on it:
Hey, Mr. McCain? You're going to win the nomination, that's a given. And I really don't think you have a chance in hell of beating the Democrats no matter who it is, but it's no secret that the voting system in this country is prone to... "embarrassing gaffs", let's say, so there's no telling what'll happen, but... please don't tap Mike Huckabee as your running mate. Please don't. Hell, get Guiliani, that'd be a respectable ticket. And it'd be fun to watch Ann Coulter's, Rush Limbaugh's and a slew of other right-wing fucksticks' heads simultaneously explode, but really, that would be icing on the cake if you just DO NOT PICK THAT FUCKING NUTBALL TO BE THE VICE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.
Jesus Christ, the more I learn about this guy, the more absolutely fucking freaked out I get.
Hey, Mr. McCain? You're going to win the nomination, that's a given. And I really don't think you have a chance in hell of beating the Democrats no matter who it is, but it's no secret that the voting system in this country is prone to... "embarrassing gaffs", let's say, so there's no telling what'll happen, but... please don't tap Mike Huckabee as your running mate. Please don't. Hell, get Guiliani, that'd be a respectable ticket. And it'd be fun to watch Ann Coulter's, Rush Limbaugh's and a slew of other right-wing fucksticks' heads simultaneously explode, but really, that would be icing on the cake if you just DO NOT PICK THAT FUCKING NUTBALL TO BE THE VICE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES.
Jesus Christ, the more I learn about this guy, the more absolutely fucking freaked out I get.