Oh, Really...

OK, at the risk of piling on, I gotta say this whole hockey-mom for VP thing has got me ready to kick the next Republitard I meet right in the non-existent, deep-closeted, page-raping, foot-tapping 'nads.

If this doesn't prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that McChimpy is absolutely bat-shit crazy, I don't know what will. Does he really have to smear his face with fecal matter and yell at you on the street before you realize it??? And if so, will that be a stunt on the next "Fear Factor"?

Just Watch.