There’s always a few in every crowd. Every election season, a handful of political pipsqeaks will stand up, try to run, and fall over. It’s pitiful. Here’s Fred Thompson, thinking he can pee in the tall grass with the big dogs. Oh spare us.
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Surely some revelation is at hand.
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I dunno. On the Republican side, I don't see no big dogs nowhere in the grass. Dogs I see, but no big ones. Just a pack of runty bitches.