a D, an F, and an A walk into a bar. The bartender says, 'I'm sorry, we don't serve minors.' So the F leaves, and the D and the A share an open fifth between them.
What a moment. I had to begin looking away -- C-SPAN offered a non-stop view of McCain's blinks.
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What a moment. I had to begin looking away -- C-SPAN offered a non-stop view of McCain's blinks.
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