Thank you thank you thank you all Americans from the Atlantic to the Pacific, from the Great White North to the Rio Grande. We accept your adoration, we revel in your awe. We, the Minnesotan. Yes. Sometimes we mess up. Like when we sent Norm Coleman instead of Walter Mondale to the Senate in a fit of Passive Aggressive Rage (PAR) stemming from the inhumility while we commemorated Paul Wellstone. But now, we make that all up and more. We, the Minnesotan, now hand you the very head of the Republican John McCain. Bow to us, as we have done this for you, for all of you.
I give you The End of the McCain Campaign, as it played out earlier today in Lakeville, Minnesota:
* Written in the style of all those emails from Nigeria about Dear Departed Wealthy Husband/Father/Uncle who passed on with no will and 10 million dollars in the bank. Not for any particular reason. It just came out that way.