Hold your breath.
Don’t let the dogs out.
The moon is full.
The tides are high.
And Mitt Romney’s political demise is nigh.
Only by miracle or treachery will Mr. Romney prevail in November.
Mr. Romney has burned his golden goose eggs.
A video camera has saved America and the world from falling into the shackles and shekels of Mitt Romney.
Mitt’s political pantaloons fell down at a Boca Raton fundraiser.
His words were cruel blunders, not golly gee whiz gaffes.
The cows have come home with the roosters, and the farm has been sold.
The GOOD in Mitt’s run for the presidency has become only BAD and UGLY.
Talk to the chair, now, Clint Eastwood!
Onward, forward Barack Obama!
IT’S THE OIL STUPID!