I am on Rick Perry’s mailing list.  I put myself on it because watching guys who are too big for their britches is entertaining.

I think things ain’t going too well at the Perry household, and it ain’t like that’s virgin territory.

I got a letter from Anita Perry this morning.  You know the drill – click the little one to get the big one.

Okay, let me start by translating here.  You know where she says, “hearing from so many Americans who just want their country back?”  That means “white people.”

But look at Anita.  She’s got one of those “I’m gonna hose you down and set you in a draft” looks on her face.  Damn, I know that his whole campaign in Iowa – which, as you recall, was ordained by God because Anita said so – has been about as cheerful as a coroner’s inquest, but Holy Smokes! that woman looks like she’s about to drop a pound of fire ants in his pants.

If you see Rick Perry the day after the Iowa primary, it’s only because he can run faster than she can.