I wonder if the generals are getting ready to wrest the button away from his palsied hands
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Peter Doocy will never have to buy a drink in Washington’s journalist bars again. What an achievement — well done, man, you got Shouts at Clouds to publicly and loudly expose his dementia
(For younger readers who weren’t there, or older seniors who think that maybe they were were, but … well, if you can remember the 60s, you weren’t there):
