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TESTING MY TOLERANCE

TESTING MY TOLERANCE

Now, I don’t have a problem with Republicans.

I swear.

I write all the time about how they aren’t evil and we should all get along.

Some of my…

But that was all before.

Before my TV got taken over with Pataki, Bloomberg, Giuliani, Cheney…yes, folks the Republicans are here.

And they’re near.

About 11 blocks away to be exact.

It wasn’t so bad until the reporters started interviewing delegates.

“This is not about New Yawk, it’s about re-electing Gewarge Bush.”

“I don’t mind Michael Moore being here. I’m from Mississippi and we’re used to dealing with jackasses.”

(continuing the theme)

“The protestors don’t bother me. Alabama is full of pesky insects too.”

“We have made the world safer for all these protestors, whether they thank us or not,” said a delegate who looked like he couldn’t make anything safer for anyone even if he was given bubblewrap and a condom.

It’s barely started and I’ve had quite enough of this convention.

How much longer until the Republicans go back to being theoretical foils for my posts who exist somewhere out there in red state America?

Turns out one was more than enough.

2 Responses to “TESTING MY TOLERANCE”

  1. cube Says:

    those are some funny lines, i did not know you had to be funny to be a delegate.

  2. ken Says:

    BRAINS!!! DAWN SUMMERS’ BRAAINNNSSSSS!!!

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