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I was happy to read that most of America agreed with me that Obama was the winner in the last debate. I had fun live-twittering the debate with Lee, my friend from afar. The only trouble was that I was behind because of the DVR. Every once in awhile, Lee would twitter something that I didn't understand like, "Cool hand on the tiller."
What's that about? I would wonder.
And then ten or twelve minutes later, I would hear McCain say "cool hand on the tiller," whatever that means.
I didn't think it was that great of McCain to keep calling me his friend and then to be such a petulant loser, as shown by his refusal to do a second handshake with "that one."
You know, "That One." The one we'll all be voting for.
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