BlackElk was holding off the Republican mob on his own. The fighting was hand to hand but BlackElk just kept pitching with his right hand while holding his nose with his left.
Then you arrived to assist and the Republicans melted back into their lairs. Must be powerful medicine you posses or, like mice, Republicans scurry around in the shadows, fearful of the light, always fleeing when confronted.
Why, thank you! God bless you and yours!!!!
Why... It's alla them stingin rebukes from the Waspman!!! Ha ha ha!!!