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The Therapy Sessions
Thursday, April 01, 2004

The faint aroma of ham...

This is why it pays to have your pork-shoveling, jackass senator in a powerful position in Washington.

Your state has a field of missile silos nobody needs anymore.

The US government wants to rip it up and leave you with an empty field that won't cost anybody any money.

Or sell the land and make some money! (OK, maybe the feds aren't that bright...)

But in your corner, you have Super Senator Tom Daschle, and his never ending desire to send Washingtonian largesse back home to his state, just like his patron saint, Robert Byrd.

The National Park Service can't even adminster the parks it has. And now it has a new expensive park to take care of. Everybody welcome the Minuteman Missile National Historic Site.

As if you needed another reason to take the kids to the "Mount Rushmore" state!

(Thanks to Better Living Through Blogging)

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