BF: So, you're comfortable with being the next Scalito? Gonna help us to do those Political Pelvic Exams on whorish and unseemly women who have turned their faces from Dr. Dobson?
SA: Sure, Senator anything you want. My vision for America is set around Salem, 1692. You know, they had it right back then: any backtalk, you just burn'em. You know, no chatter from the chattel...
BF: We'll get along great Sammy, mind if i call you Sammy? Now, we'll get you confirmed. We already have a plan to get you through. You need to just do me one favor...
SA: What's that?
BF: One day I may come to you and ask a favor. Any paperwork ever crosses your desk with my name on it and referencing the SEC and some Doctor'n bidness of mine...
SA: Absolutely. I saw the Godfather. (kissed the Fristian ring, exits walking backwards)....
posted by Jo Fish on 10.31.05 at 09:08 PM
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Let's see if specter has guts enough to do the right thing now that he's dying and block this apointment. Maybe he'll want to meet his maker with a clear, well less dirty, conscience.
posted by: Klyde on 11.01.05 at 05:52 AM [permalink]
