Along the way, the route practically kisses the fences at the Mexican border.
I took pictures.
They're our next door neighbors and you can actually see Mexico from the lower 48, from a train chugging through Texas.
This provides me with extraordinary insight into our neighbors to the south, and proves without question my foreign policy credentials.
Furthermore, approaching New Orleans I saw a number of graveyards, which provides me with extraordinary insight into the afterlife and only deepens my foreign policy experience.
Furthermore, this is not the first time I've qualified for higher office. Excuse me now while I go pack for DC. Just let me know when the limo is coming.
(h/t Shakesville, and other sources)
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I would proudly support a ticket with you as VP.
Seriously.
Now, if only you could get rid of the outrageously long word verification I have to type to post this comment! :lol:
And furthermore, don't get me started on that "fence."
I look forward with great eagerness to the debate between you and Gov. Palin!
(You would destroy her...but gently, I'm sure.)
Just remember, Bitty; she's a barracuda with lip-stick! My money's on you. ;)
Actually, kona, this trip occurred before The Fence began construction. These were fairly unimpressive fences that any limber teenager could scamper.
And seriously, the biggest difference between Sarah Palin and me?
The fact that I know I am patently unqualified to be vice president. (But thank you all for the kind words just the same.)
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