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Guilty, guilty, guilty.

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Hot Tub Tom is now a convicted felon.

You could not blow the grin off my face with dynamite.

Ronnie Earle and Friend

Since 1985 I have been trying to tell you people that Tom’s a crook.  I would personally like to thank Ronnie Earle, Texas’ DA, and the fine folks of the Travis County DA’s office for not backing down.  Ronnie Earle would fight a rattlesnake with one arm tied behind his back and give the snake three bites head start.  And he’s so honest that you could shoot dice with him over the phone.

I imagine that the words “I will destroy you,” have suddenly disappeared from Tom DeLay’s daily vocabulary.  I honestly don’t know if they sell Viagra for hammers.

The judge is in charge of the sentencing.  I do not want to see Tom go to jail, but watching him do some community service around the courthouse would be very cool.  Cleaning the bird poop off Stephen F. Austin’s head would be kinda appropriate.  We could bring lawn chairs and finally get to see our congressman do some work for us.

Thelma wants to see him in an orange jumpsuit, chained to a guy named Brute who got busted for a building a meth lab, picking up trash with a pointy stick along the side of the highway.

I do think the work should be physical labor.  He needs to learn that if we make a mess, we have to clean it up. It just seems like the right thing to do.

Or, in the alternative, he could carry my golf clubs for 18 holes.  Just saying ….

I’m doing pretty good, Tom.  How ’bout you, Honey?

Bubba reminded me that I had this picture, too —-