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It was outside the ice cream shop. Fall is in the air now, and before long folks won’t be able to sit outside and eat ice cream around here. The conversation went something like this:

So you’re voting for Kerry, Jim? I saw the sticker on your truck.

Yeah.

Well, I’m voting for Bush.

Why, Al? He's a fuckup.

You don’t switch horses in the middle of the stream, Jim. We’re at war.

Look, Al. You switch horses in the middle of the stream if you tried to keep the damn horse from going into the stream to begin with, and he went anyway, and now has two broken legs, can’t get out, and won't even admit the stream is flooded. Someone offers me a fresh horse in that situation, I’m taking it.

Heh.