Stately, plump Tom Emmer came from the elevator, bearing a chamber pot in which the Republican platform lay crossed.
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Domestic Enemy Hat
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a Republican party no longer in possession of a its senses or values, must be in want of a speaker.
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Speakers out of the dead land, mixing
Stubbornness and vanity, stirring
Dull representatives with autumn rain.
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to even get to a floor vote.
"Yes," I said.
"NO! Wait until i have a few pints in me first. What do you think Kinch?"
"It has waited this long, it can wait longer"