rants and ramblings of utter randomness

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Neither. I love them both. I want them to fall madly in love run off to Canada and move in with Rick Mercer. S/J/R (C/S/M?) ftw!

And y'know? It's a darn good thing I don't write RPF anymore.

This is awesome:



Dear Barack Obama,

You're actually starting to get my hopes up. This is probably a good thing. Your health care stuff isn't perfect, but it's a step in the right direction. Please don't ever let yourself get sucked into the Old Guard.

Optimistically Yours,

Me.

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This? Should not be viewed while eating or drinking:




Dear John McCain,

I like you. I really do like you. Come to my house, I'll bake you cookies. Your politics kinda suck, though, which is too bad, 'cause they mostly didn't used to. Where have you gone, 2000!McCain? I miss you.

But I'm serious about the cookies.

Disappointedly,

Me.

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This one? There are NO WORDS for this one:



Dear Mike Huckabee,

....?


In utter disbelief,

Me.

Thanks to isiscolo for the first two links, and to topaz7 for reminding me of the third.

Dear Rick Mercer:

Marry me.

Love ^1000000000 ,

Me.