Secretary: Senator McCain, you’re going to be late for your fundraising dinner—
<stops and stares at a baby buffalo standing in a rubber raft, twin ballerinas slowly twirling on point, an 8-track player blaring “Macarthur Park,” a disco ball, and seventeen pints of Ben & Jerry’s Chunky Monkey, with a fully-oiled John McCain in a neon-pink Speedo sitting astride the buffalo and combing Wite-Out into his hair while enraged squirrels gnaw at his nipples>
<moment of silence>
McCain: “Listen, when I was a prisoner for five and a half years, we didn’t have CraigsList, all right? Now get out!”
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<…a fully-oiled John McCain in a neon-pink Speedo sitting astride the buffalo and combing Wite-Out into his hair while enraged squirrels gnaw at his nipples>
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You may enjoy this from the lair of the crab of ineffable wisdom.