Saturday, October 15, 2005

A Traitor, A Coverup, A Selective Memory and Flaming Sack of Shit

Looks like I've got a bit of reading to do.

Feel free to join me. (here and here.)

Initial impression: Shorter Queen of the Rodeo: I couldn't remember Scooter Fucking Libby, but I could remember everything that covers my, and his, ass.

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