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The Porch and The Parking Lot
Monday, October 03, 2005
Hot, but not really, in a Mrs. Brady kind of way
(AP photo by Ron Edwards). So why must every Supreme Court nominee have wicked creepy eyes? We get really uncomfortable around here every time the President goes to appoint someone. They always look, well, creepy. And wicked. Wicked creepy.
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