Now tell me the truth boys, is this kind of fun?

 

Now tell me the truth boys, is this kind of fun?
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On the refugees of Hurricane Katrina ~ As reported in the Washington Post, 2005 September 10 http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/09/09/AR2005090901930.html

 

Tom DeLay

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