Hand job
I know other people think the big sports event of the weekend is between New Orleans and Indianapolis, by way of Miami, but the one I've been focusing on was in Nashville (heaven help us), at Opryland (gettin toward hell here), with Sarah Palin (paging Mr. Dante -- Dante, party of 2 million. Dante!).
Garsh-DARN, gee!! She told us, several times, that she was SO proud to be an American.
Do ya think you might be wise to check your wallet around someone who tells you repeatedly how honest he is? Or to count the chips in play when a sworn officeholder abandons a job for "principle"? If they profess faith, you might ask what happened when they took the oath for their term, with a hand on the Bible?
Maybe they were just distracted by the 6th-grade cheat notes on their left hand.
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You are now moving seamlessly to 1926. Please keep your annotated hands inside the vehicle at all times:
"next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims' and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn's early my
country tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?"
He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water
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