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Here's the thing. I just love it that Sarah Palin's wardrobe cost one hundred fifty thousand american dollars. Not Monopoly money, not yen, not rubles, not cents. One hundred fifty thousand dollars. That is just terrific. So did she get that money from the sale of stock, or from hard earned dollars saved over time? Maybe her drunken puppet of a husband gave her the money from his oh-so-lucrative snowmobile racing career. Nope. She let Big White Republican Daddy buy them for her. (Incidentally, anyone who is involved in a sport ending in the phrase, "-mobile racing", is a total douchehammer-assholeface.) What I like best about these revelations, is that Miss Palin comes off looking totally responsible. Hey, we're in a financial crisis. Conspicuous consumption, anyone?

Also, I'd like to say this. Class warfair sounds just fine. I'll be at this bitch's house with a quickness when I need something to burn for warmth.

One of her asshole children has a seven-hundred dollar purse, and has been photographed toting it. Why? Well, how can you tell yourself from poor people without expensive, frivolous things?

Let's all get out and vote for the ticket that has the oldest and richest and most intolerant candidates. I mean, if they weren't better than the rest of us, wouldn't we have nice things too? We'll just have to make do with eating, and keeping the lights on. But God in Heaven forbid that a little sharing the wealth goes on. And that's what it has really come down to for the Republican ticket isn't it? They say that Sen. Obama, if elected, will take more of the rich's money in taxation, and then redistribute it. Like that is a bad thing? Where in Hell did you rich fuckstains think you got all that money? I'll tell you where. Off our backs. Guess what, it's time to pay the check. And the best part is, you can afford it.