And now an interesting convergence of circumstance, probably signifying nothing but perhaps one of those disturbances in the force that constitute commentary from a higher being.
Our Only Available Impeached President winged into Daytona yesterday to bless his kind of people and throw out the first pitch for the Daytona 500.
His kind of people cheered lustily. Our Only Available Impeached President did not blow his one line ("Gentlemen, start your engines!"). He even took a turn around the tri-oval in his presidential armored car.
After which it poured down rain, postponing the Great American Race until today.
Hmm.
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