The Walrus and the Senator go rushing 'round the Russell.
"Retard yall's step," the Senator prescribes. "Forestall yall's hustle!"
"When we win seats, no Dem defeats sub rosa alt-right muscle."
When ten 'n' three, I'd Jack Tar be, though then was sea legs lackin.' Part man, part whelp, I plann'd (with help) to k...
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