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Yes, there are days that I'd like to reach out and choke the $hit out of those that really deserve it. But I don't.

I'm patient and have a long memory.

The day will arrive that the liberal, which Republican partisans promoted, will come for these magpies. Then, as always, these shocked partisans will run for the protection of considered conservatives. I'll welcome them in.

When Schwarzenegger and his Democrat allies arrive at my door looking for victims, they'll be treated instead to a mezmorizing specticle. Three aging maidens, shoved out my front door, striped of their pride, their dignity, the cloak of partisan righteousness and the protection of their perch on the ubiquitous utility pole, begging for mercy on the front stoop as they face the whim of the liberal mob.

The screeching and lamentations of these newly reformed whores will give me ample opportunity to stroll out to a faucet and drench the enthusiasm of the whole kit and caboodle with a water hose. There is nothing so disarming as cold water in the early spring soaking an Armini suit or a Cuban cigar.