As Charlie Pierce notes, the Numbnuts-in-Chief has found another puddle of gasoline to chuck his tiki torch into.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night? Jesus wept.
• Editor’s note: Here’s the first version of this tune I heard, on the CD of the same name.
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Drink the Kool-Aid
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