I was going to blog a little about the RNC in the twin cities but I can't force myself to watch it. I have a weak stomach. I know that Fred "Grampa" Thompson, Judas Lieberman, and Dum W were supposed to speak tonight. I assume the basic gist of the night will be McCain-Noun-Verb-POW and Obama will eat your kids faces.
I am recording it on Tivo though. I want to see Bristol's baby's daddy. Some self-described redneck who on his MySpace page states he doesn't want kids. Fat chance now, dweeb. Too bad you didn't have a sex ed class in Podunk High. You could have tapped that ass and still been free to cruise. Now, a shotgun wedding to a girl who was just a piece of strange.
My heart goes out to a playa.
Looking fly at Cap City
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