...and the bad part is that when she leaves the house and I tune into a game the space aliens zap with their sleep ray, bundle me up in a space pod and take me to the mother ship. The Amazon womens from the moon are there and I am subjected to hours and hours of humiliation. Then they stick me back in my recliner and I miss the game. It's awful.

Liberals are like a "Slinky". Totally useless, but somehow ya can't help but smile when you see one tumble down a flight of stairs!