Hitlery is goose-stepping in ol' crusty with epaulets and Sam Brown belt, doubling up on testosterone and skipping the Nair on the upper lip.
It's the same old castrati in her front line, Dogstool and the emetic Reid.
I think the Republicans have found their juevos and shoved the cheerleader back in the closet.
No quarter.
And nothing for the two-bit hookers either, Patty.