So there I was...smell a war story yet?...innocently watching some pundits outgassing about Fitz's press shindig, when I hears Pat Buchanan say, "...but Rove is wounded...".
At that point, what sprang to mind - completely unbidden, you understand - was a visual of Turd Blossom slinking off into the weeds where he could whimper and lick the place where his ass used to be, like the cur he is.
That's almost as disturbing as the one I had about being forced to do a troika with Ann Coulter and Karen Hughes. Shudder.
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