What is happening to Amurriker!!!
My heart is breaking.
The Senate has been shamed into refusing to allow both the democrats and the republicans henceforward to sponge 50 mil apiece from Uncle Sugar (read you and me) so they could whoop it up big every four years.
I’ve got nothing against them having conventions. Let ’em have one every weekend if that’s what they want. But, I sure don’t want what passes for a government of, by and for the people buying the drinks. You go, Senate!
Breaks my heart, too, that the Dems, the dirty rats, are short another 30 mil or so and have to cut out the appetizers for their next party down in the Carolinas. No shrimp and bacon wrapped scallops. Boxed wine instead of bottled vintage for the Big Deals who already know what’s gonna happen, and no draft beers for the hoi polloi among them. What to do, what to do, with all those pinkies in the air when there’s no crystal and all you’ve got is paper cups and pop top cans. It’s enough to cause a nervous rash.
Chicken instead of steak, canned tuna salad instead of cold lobster.
It’s a damn shame! But, they could probably serve something like fried kudzu, I s’pose.
Here is the link to the story about the poor Democrats. You might want to dig down and come up with some pocket lint. At least it’ll keep them warm, poor slobs.