Attempting to empty the seas one teaspoon at a time would be more rapid than attempting to find a coherent, honest, ‘moderate’ d’rat. Similar to searching for a roll of toilet tissue on the shelves of a Venezuelan market. Search high and low; one is not to be found.
“Laugh Laugh” by:
The Beau Brummels
I hate to say it but I told you so, don’t mind my preachin’ to you
I said “don’t trust ‘em, baby” now you know
You don’t know ev’rything there is to know in school.
Wouldn’t believe me when I gave advice, I said that he was a tease
If you want help you better ask me now
So be sincere, convince me with a “pretty please”
Laugh, laugh, I thought I’d die
It seemed so funny to me [snip]...
Amen, amen. Everyday life as a Dem candidates is like smiling as you pass through a politically correct minefield.
You pass through, but your eyes are bloodshot, your mind is shell-shocked, your clothes are in tatters, and your face is mired in soot and mud.