and there i was thinking it couldn't get even better.
moslem-seeing, lake-of-fire wielding, commie-under-the-mattress-thinking, imaginary-history-constructing, stone-tablet-constitution-desiring, foreigner-hating, paranoid birther. who knew there was someone so entertainingly ignorant and also so wonderfully full of himself. when the oil disappeared, all that was left was the hatred.
but wait. next up, the contrition cycle.
pass the popcorn.