Wednesday, March 05, 2008

3 A.M.

(Another thing Matt (who, for the record, is an Obama man) threw out in chat but is now too beyond blogging to put up himself.)

It's 3 a.m.

Your children are sleeping.

But in the White House, a phone is ringing.

It's Mike Gravel.

He's lost his pills and is in the bus station.

AGAIN.

When that phone rings, don't you want someone who can go pick up a delusional, jabbering Mike Gravel at the Greyhound depot?


I'm Mike Gravel...NOW GIMME YOUR FINGERNAILS!

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