I heard this first a few days ago, but it infuriates me every time I read it:
''Out of the rubbles of Trent Lott's house -- he's lost his entire house -- there's going to be a fantastic house," Bush said in Mobile. ''And I'm looking forward to sitting on the porch."
(Quoted various places, like here.)
So, how long till the revolution? Or will the Visigoths simply take over while Bush and Lott drink mai tais?
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http://www.trentlottsporch.com/
i hope this campaign also involves organizing a group people to actually amass on trent lott's porch and demand mint juleps. and dammit, i want mine in a chilled sterling silver cup.
i will only accept my julep in a bejeweled cup that reads, "crunk juice."
I'm not sure I can handle that level of amusing juxtaposition, Dick.
Now, to get my lean on with some Knob Creek.
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