I should have known it, when I started feeling sick mid-afternoon. I should have known, that the ballots were being counted, the speeches being written, parties being organized or dismantled. The Republicans have lost.. or not lost, but just not won, depending on who you talk to.
With Virginia decided late this afternoon (tentatively, and previous to recounts - 49 to 51) the senate also went to the Dems, in an equally as underwhelming win as the house. I mean really. I've got sodomizing, mistress beating, war mongers on our side, and the best you can do is squeak by? And your best man calls the troops idiots? You didn't even really get a blue house/senate.. it's kinda - purple?
At this point I was vomitting steadily and non-stop. I will now never be able to eat perogies again, nor will I be able to eat broccoli. I haven't felt this awful.. in a long time. My only consolation is that I do the pinched, pale sick look really well, and have been vamping around my place in black clothing attempting to look like I'm wasting away. It's just super.
But it wasn't over. My dearest, squinty-est, steadfast member of the Pentagon - has resigned. Sorta. After many "discussions", real, Texan heart to hearts, my Rumsfeld has taken the morning after the election walk of shame. At least he changed his suit.. Replaced by Robert Gates (of Bush Sr. fame) and culled, interestingly enough, from a think tank working on Iraq exit strategies. How - appropriate.
At this point my naseau has waned to a dull, but tolerable roar - much like the liberals around the world cheering on the pathetic Democrats. Ok, so they're the semi-popular choice. But if they can only manage such a slim win... what kinda choice is that?
Ew. And welcome to Nancy Pelosi. Hey, if Hillary gets elected we have have a big girls sleepover!
With Virginia decided late this afternoon (tentatively, and previous to recounts - 49 to 51) the senate also went to the Dems, in an equally as underwhelming win as the house. I mean really. I've got sodomizing, mistress beating, war mongers on our side, and the best you can do is squeak by? And your best man calls the troops idiots? You didn't even really get a blue house/senate.. it's kinda - purple?
At this point I was vomitting steadily and non-stop. I will now never be able to eat perogies again, nor will I be able to eat broccoli. I haven't felt this awful.. in a long time. My only consolation is that I do the pinched, pale sick look really well, and have been vamping around my place in black clothing attempting to look like I'm wasting away. It's just super.
But it wasn't over. My dearest, squinty-est, steadfast member of the Pentagon - has resigned. Sorta. After many "discussions", real, Texan heart to hearts, my Rumsfeld has taken the morning after the election walk of shame. At least he changed his suit.. Replaced by Robert Gates (of Bush Sr. fame) and culled, interestingly enough, from a think tank working on Iraq exit strategies. How - appropriate.
At this point my naseau has waned to a dull, but tolerable roar - much like the liberals around the world cheering on the pathetic Democrats. Ok, so they're the semi-popular choice. But if they can only manage such a slim win... what kinda choice is that?
Ew. And welcome to Nancy Pelosi. Hey, if Hillary gets elected we have have a big girls sleepover!
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