Quick! Somebody Talk me Down!
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Juanita has never been a fan of Harry Reid’s. “Best I can figure,” she says. “leadership ain’t a snug fit on him.”
“It seems to me that every time Reid forms a firing squad, he arranges them in a circle,” she continues. “Now, I don’t want to see any Democrat lose on election night. Okay, so maybe Blanche Lincoln and Joe Manchin are itchin’ for a much deserved whippin’ and I won’t head down to the ice house to celebrate with a cold one if they win.”
“But, I need someone to talk me down about being unattractively unremorseful if Harry Reid has to find another line of work,” she pleads. “I believe we need another big duck in the puddle because this one ain’t paddlin’ near hard enough.”
“Honey, I suspect that I ain’t gonna find much to be happy about on election night, but I’ll be mildly amused if Harry Reid steps aside for a new bell cow.”
“There’s a story about former Texas Governor Jim Ferguson,” she says. “One day when Jim arrived at a meeting, someone whispered, ‘All you owls better hunt hunt your holes — the eagle is here.’ Yeah, that’s the kind of person we need in the Senate.”