When, on the first day of the trip, Obama stepped onto a basketball court at the air base in Kuwait and sent his first three-point shot cleanly through the basket, you knew that the gods had decided to favor him.
Yes, indeed. “The gods….” Who could Broder be thinking of?"
Let's see-- McCain can't jock around too much because one arm doesn't work above his shoulder thanks to intervention by the North Vietnamese. Yeah, I'd keep pushing that meme. The privelged faux hooper vs. the tortured war hero, sounds like a weiner, eh?
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