Sam Sam The Monkey Man
I call the boys monkeys frequently. It's a term of affection. I also refer to them together as "Men," as in, "Let's go, men!" or "Alright, men, march!" That sort of thing.
Sam made this monkey in school recently and it has found a place on the refrigerator gallery of great art.
You can also see the notification of Ken Blackwell's new piece of election day confusion and potential results-tampering--complicated, confusingly-worded regulations on what counts as acceptable ID at the polls. So, not sending enough voting machines to Democratic strongholds and mysterious, disappearing data cards from Diebold voting machines (he is a big stockholder and just signed a 10-year exclusive services contract with them for the state), and the strange strange difference between what exit polls clearly indicated and the eventual certified results said, are somehow not enough? Poorly worded, but you get the idea.
Sam made this monkey in school recently and it has found a place on the refrigerator gallery of great art.
You can also see the notification of Ken Blackwell's new piece of election day confusion and potential results-tampering--complicated, confusingly-worded regulations on what counts as acceptable ID at the polls. So, not sending enough voting machines to Democratic strongholds and mysterious, disappearing data cards from Diebold voting machines (he is a big stockholder and just signed a 10-year exclusive services contract with them for the state), and the strange strange difference between what exit polls clearly indicated and the eventual certified results said, are somehow not enough? Poorly worded, but you get the idea.
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