yesterday I had a political discussion with people that I'm extremely close to, in which the OVERWHELMING response as to who their favorite presidential candidate currently is, was none other than Mr. Mike Huckabee.
I told them, very matter-of-factly, that I would rather light myself on fire than have him as a president (paraphrased, of course.)
no one knew what to say to that. I wanted to vomit. and not just regular vomit, either. I mean like, projectile, across the room, get it on the walls, vomit.
fuck.
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