I didn't name the bar I go to in the piece, but this DUer knew which one it was. That means, probably, that he came to Boston for the DNC and I took him into the bosom of my hospitality, brought him to my bar, bought him beers, etc.
No, it means, actually, that we can use a little thing called Google, you windbag.
57 posted on 12/30/2005 7:31:34 AM PST by Choose Ye This Day
(Win the war. Confirm the judges. Cut the taxes. Control the spending. Secure the border.)
At least we got a first-hand look at how Pitt spins these wild conspiracy theories. I amazed he doesn't think Karl Rove was somehow involved in all this. What a loon.
61 posted on 12/30/2005 8:08:57 AM PST by Fenris6
(3 Purple Hearts in 4 months w/o missing a day of work? He's either John Rambo or a Fraud)