Dopey, Doc and Hateful address the press.
The GOP meets A Christmas Carol: Losers of the past, present, and future.
"He slapped my face! Turn the other cheek? What kind of asshole do you think I am?"
What were they thinking:Santorum: "Dear God, I hope you are snuggling my dead baby fetus the way it should be snuggled."Frist: "Dear God, I hope you have given Terri Schiavo back the dignity my fellow Republicans and I stole from her. We are repenting, by the way. In our hearts, we are repenting. And if anyone cares, it was all DeLay's idea."Lott: "Dear God, do you know where I'll be able to hire help for the house Dubya's going to re-build for me on the bayou? All the darkies in New Orleans seem to be a might touchy of late. Also, please tell Satan to tell Strom I said 'What's up, big daddy!'"
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