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It feels like I've been shouting "have at you!" all night long.
Suddenly I'm feeling all protective of Gore and Feingold, as well as my sweet babboo, ol Johnny Velcro.
Maybe if I build a moat around the Dem Party, I'll just have to raise the drawbridge and occasionally shout, "Who goes there!"
Then maybe the voices will stop and I can get some sleep.
Which reminds me of the immortal words of Rodney Danger "I hear the voices in my head. I swear to God, it sounds like they're snoring. But if you're bored then you're boring..."
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