I keep expecting W. to sell me a lemon of a car and have me leave the lot with a big smile on my face
I keep expecting Kerry to sell me a car but give me the wrong warranty and when I try to help him correct his error, he changes the whole warranty except for what was wrong and then tell me ther was nothing wrong with the warranty in the first place.
I'd still never trust either one of these bozos to mow my grass or watch my kids, but sadly, I have to make a choice in November between which of these cocksuckers will fuck me less...
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