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Friday, August 05, 2011

Anonymous Million Bucks

So I'm trying to imagine that I'm a political candidate for President and somebody sends  a contribution to my campaign from a PAC for one Million dollars.
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But I know absolutely nothing about it when asked.  Not who sent it, who the political action committee was, or how much it was.  Yet it was arranged by an attorney that my company had done extensive business with.
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Turns out that the PAC and the business behind it went out of business as soon as the check cleared.
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But I know nothing.
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That's Mitt Romney's story this morning.
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I've been thinking of throwing the prestigious Nanepashemet endorsement to Mitt.  He's got good hair and I generally like his decision making... but this one really bothers me.
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If somebody sent a check to my organization for a million bucks, I would know their names, their kids names, their birthdays and whether they wore tighty whities or boxers.
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But Mitt knows nothing.... I Don't buy it Mitt.  You've got to come up with a better answer than that.  Nobody throws an anonymous million to a candidate, and everybody know that.

Jim L. said...

The hair really ain't that good.


Tuna lips said...
I am beset by one of them boners that last fer more than 8 hours that yer 'sposed to see the doctor about. Brings to mind my days sweeping floors at that Morman compound just over the line in Ole Mexico. Had a boner fer 8 hours back then, sho nuff, what with all them longjohn wearin' sissy boys bringin' more than one date to the dance! Thems called me the rock of ages, before they set the federales on me. That's another story, thank the almighty fer kin like Shoo Fly!

2 comments:

  1. Jim L.8:10 AM

    The hair really ain't that good.

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  2. Tuna lips10:31 PM

    I am beset by one of them boners that last fer more than 8 hours that yer 'sposed to see the doctor about. Brings to mind my days sweeping floors at that Morman compound just over the line in Ole Mexico. Had a boner fer 8 hours back then, sho nuff, what with all them longjohn wearin' sissy boys bringin' more than one date to the dance! Thems called me the rock of ages, before they set the federales on me. That's another story, thank the almighty fer kin like Shoo Fly!

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