Old Dog Old Tricks
So now Hugh's playing the Frank Pastore card on me with his post today (no permalink available yet) about stomach stapling?
This on the heels of his earlier efforts to portray me as a liberal sympathizer, much in the same way he's done with Mark Larson.
Is his intellectual cupboard really this bare? Has the sheriff already used up all the ammo in his six shooter? Is throwing pebbles all he's got left?
Smells like desperation to me. I love the smell of desperation in the afternoon. It smells like victory.
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