This little prick hadn't been in the House very long when he was already rubbing everyone the wrong way. Lazy, dirty, and dim-witted, no one even felt sorry for him. He didn't come from the best of backgrounds. Where I grew up in the Midwest, kids liked him lived in those trailer parks on the edge of town - with the run down cars and homes falling apart. Continue reading
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