A Story about the 2010 Election

Here's a fictional story to highlight my feelings about the midterms tonight:

In 2000, John started dating a hooker. Since '94, he had kind of been seeing her on & off, but he hadn't fully committed to this lady of the night until 2000. After 6 years of serious dating, John realized he had contracted genital herpes from his hooker, so he kicked her to the curb and started seeing a doctor to get treatment. From 2006-2010, John and his doctor worked on treating his herpes and in January, 2009, he began more intense therapy and started trying some newer, more innovative therapy. During the course of therapy, John's doctor had not performed flawlessly by any means. Some of the side effects of therapy were more pronounced than expected, and John's doctor didn't always articulate well the benefits he was receiving from his therapy. By the time October, 2010 rolled around, John wasn't happy with the progression of his therapy, so he ran back to the arms of the fucking hooker that gave him genital herpes in the first place.


In case you didn't catch it, John is America, the hooker is the fucking GOP, and herpes is all the fucking bullshit they handed this country. Why the fuck the country would give power back to the shitbricks that got us into this steaming pile of horseshit is beyond me.