At 175 mph, the wind blows at the speed of a fierce hurricane
Where's the daisy doodad? Every time I see another shot of Kerry pretending to be an athlete, I figure it's his Dukakis tank photo. He's unbelievable, dumb as a box of rocks. Somebody on his staff should tell him he's making a fool of himself. But no, they like being employed. Maybe he'll be skydiving soon? Or jumping off a cliff in Mexico? Wait a sec. I've got it. His staff is all secretly republican, plotting to get him on skis, etc. as often as possible. Don't you just love those lily white legs?
Damn, I just love it whenever that cold water splashes up and cools off my swollen prostate gland!