Orrin Hatch has written a song for McCain. It’s shallow and vapid, you can read the lyrics and barf here. But what’s really priceless is Tweety’s reaction after playing a snippet on Hardball:
I will be singing it on the pillow tonight.
I bet he will.
Obama may send a thrill up their legs (although that’s more about beating Clinton), but at night it’s McCain they dream about.
h/t Avedon









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McCain's the one they go home too,
while Obama they’re just flirting/cheating with.
(and how fitting is it that both are media creations?)