Way back in 2010 my DA, one Ken Buck (R), decided to run for senate. He got himself all famous with his knack for putting his foot in his mouth. On national television he equated being gay to being alcoholic. He insisted that there was no compelling exception to abortion prohibition, until he changed his mind a little, then changed it back. He complained - on camera - about being filmed with his toes hanging out between his lips. And, in an effort to dis his female primary opponent, he quipped that voters should choose him "Because I don't wear high heels." Then he asserted that the shoes he'd wear to DC were cowboy boots covered with "good Weld County bullshit" (which we do have in abundance, cattle comprising a significant portion of our local economy). Anyhoo, being unable to resist a perfect opportunity, I cobbled up a bumper sticker:
Fast forward to today: At our monthly Democratic luncheon one of my friends arrived with a big grin on her face. She was delighted to report that, while on her way to the restaurant, she was at a red light and the driver of the car next to her pointed at her bumper sticker and shouted "Ken Buck is NOT full of shit!" She was still laughing as the light turned green and Ken Buck drove away.
Just made my day. Yup.