Her recent events drew scruffy high-schoolers in backward baseball caps, tank-topped bikers in bandanas and long-bearded veterans in berets. They crashed the rope line for photos and autographs. “Marry me, Sarah,” a man implored in Weirs Beach, N.H., while Ms. Palin held up a tow-headed toddler and patted his little chest. She ignored, or didn’t hear, the proposal, but signed the dude’s ratty baseball cap. Yes, some men come to ogle the candidate, too. “She’s beautiful,” said a man wearing a John Deere T-shirt in Weirs Beach. “I came here to look at her,” he said, and his admiration for Ms. Palin’s appearance became more and more animated. Sheepish over his ogling, he declined to give his real name (“Just call me ‘John Deere’ ”). Could it be, could it be?
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Nah, can't be. If JJ was there the reporter would have been describing a scene from Satyricon.
...and you two, AA & AI, would be on a road trip to P-town to vote absentee for Barney Frank.
Now, which one would you put your Tejas farthings on: JJ going Satyricon or AI&AA traveling to P-Twon to vote absentee for BF?
You're an ignoramus when it comes to Bay State minutiae, JJ: Barney Frank's district starts in Brookline & Newton, and snakes down south all the way to Fall River and New Bedford, but never gets past the Sagamore Bridge, let alone all the way to Provincetown. Get back to Texas!
I stand corrected, AI. Thank you for the slithering gerrymanderings descriptions. I had no idea that the respectable folk of Brookline would tolerate such slithey toves amongst their borogoves.
But of course I knew he had no constituency in the Shag-a-whore Bridge area.
You've gotta forgive JJ, AI. He's from Texas, and so didn't realize that Barney's snake wouldn't be large enough to twist past the Sagamore and plough into P-town.
Now, I would suspect BF to Mount the flowers of the boys' bodies in the Montrose are of Houston, twixt the bayous and oaks.
Newton too? Like Principia Fruitocratica?
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