Monday, December 10, 2007

These Boots are Made for Quaking

So, does anyone out there believe that Attorney General and State Rube Samson is sweating bullets from underneath the Conway Twitty special he's got going on?

No wonder the FBI keeps him out of the loop on investigations, as Sid Salter intimated on his blog during the campaign (Sorry Sid-I can't find your blog on that Labyrinth you guys call a website)-his buddies were all about to get popped by the Feds. In all honesty, this has got to torpedo so many of Samson and the Godfather Mike Moore's plans in the coming years. Heck, it cuts into their campaign finances significantly. It's gonna make those Friday night poker games a lot lonelier, and the pot's gonna get a whole lot smaller.

Somewhere, all those people who've been squashed by Dickie and Joey and their buddies, who've lost a job because of their orgy of lawsuits, who've had their names drug through the mud in the press, who've been pushed and intimidated, are sitting back, cracking open a cold beer, and enjoying life just a little bit more.

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