Our Old Friend

Well color me tickled. I see that Vermin Supreme showed up for the New Hampshire dog and pony show. Vermin, or Virm as I imagine his friends might call him, is the only openly fascist candidate for president. He seems to be for mandatory tooth-brushing, and old fashioned imperialism. So what's not to like?

But, more importantly, he's the only presidential candidate to ever comment at Are We Lumberjacks. And I'm prepared to overlook a little fascism if there's even an outside possibility of a cabinet appointment.


Say what you will, fascism bad, yadda, yadda, but it's hard to think poorly of a man who looks this good in a boot. If Old Spice had a lick of sense, those "your man" commercials would have exploited our natural inclination to trust anyone with a boot on their head.



Welcome back to the national stage Mr Vermin Supreme. You probably smell marvelous.