Know what's a lot of fun? Witchcraft. Whoops, wrong kind. I, of course, meant this kind of Witchcraft. Yep, I love me some Sinatra. Sure do.
I'm going to come right out and say this: I don't like old people. Especially if they are from Nevada. Especially if they are the Senior Senator from Nevada, who also happens to be the Senate Majority Leader. And especially if his or her name just happens to be Harry Reid.
I'd like to apologize to old people for that last paragraph. It was highly insensitive and I'm very sorry that I wrote it. Old people are the backbone of our society and it's also really fun to see them hurt themselves. Anyways, I'm sorry, old people, for carelessly insinuating that Harry Reid represents all of you.
So on to Harry Reid. What a guy. What a swell, swell guy (if, by "swell, swell guy" I actually mean "miserable canker sore inside the cheek of American politics"). But it's not just that he's terrible, though he is pretty darn terrible. But that's not why I'm writing this really stupid post.
More than talk about how terrible he is, it is much more important that we all agree on how gosh darn creepy he is. This is an issue that I predict will bring together men, women, blacks, whites, Hawaiians, Greeks, Sunnis, Shiites, the French, the Belgians, and even the women of The View.
Exhibit A: Chris Coons is "my pet."
No, stop laughing. This guy really is the head honcho of the United States Senate. I know, I know he looks like the guy who greets you every time you walk into Wal-Mart. But really, he's The Best guy in the world to be running the upper house of the U.S Congress. Yep.
h/t to this dude for the picture.