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Mitt.... The Diary of a Madman!
The Chronicles of Mitt: Nov 3, 2012 [url=http://postimage.org/image/hevwsr5d9/][img]
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Hello, human diary. It is I again, Mitt Romney, your better.
It is the closing days of the campaign. I have been contemplating many things, of late, and have been remembering all of the fine humans I have met during this long, long process.
There was that woman from that state, the one who owned a business of some sort. And the farmer who lived in a toroidal house, and who during the recent drought was forced to subsist almost entirely on the earnings from his convention center. There was the coal mine owner who shut down his mine for the day so that I would be able to have a photographic opportunity on stage with some of his mining equipment. There was Donald Trump, who always had a certain smell to him, and the people with the disappointing baked goods, and the people who sought shelter from the rain by wearing large garbage bags. There was my vice presidential unit, who I continue to occasionally meet with every once in a while. Also, Newt Gingrich.
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2012/11/03/1154492/-The-Chronicles-of-Mitt-Nov-3-2012
It is the closing days of the campaign. I have been contemplating many things, of late, and have been remembering all of the fine humans I have met during this long, long process.
There was that woman from that state, the one who owned a business of some sort. And the farmer who lived in a toroidal house, and who during the recent drought was forced to subsist almost entirely on the earnings from his convention center. There was the coal mine owner who shut down his mine for the day so that I would be able to have a photographic opportunity on stage with some of his mining equipment. There was Donald Trump, who always had a certain smell to him, and the people with the disappointing baked goods, and the people who sought shelter from the rain by wearing large garbage bags. There was my vice presidential unit, who I continue to occasionally meet with every once in a while. Also, Newt Gingrich.
http://www.dailykos.com/story/2012/11/03/1154492/-The-Chronicles-of-Mitt-Nov-3-2012
