To Howard Dean & The DNC: I Got Along Without You Before I Met You...
Gonna get along without you now.
Bye bye, Howard.
Bye bye, Ms. Brazile. (I like your girlfriend more than I've ever liked you, anyway; for the record, I'll even try to be civil to you when I run into you at Frager's Hardware Store... I'm just done with you, Donna.)
Bye bye, DNC.
You've made it perfectly clear that don't need me... or the 17+ million others just like me.
So I'll write what we all write in high school yearbooks when we just don't give a damn about someone...
It's been fun! Keep in touch! Good luck in the future!
Best bar bet in the world: Delilah didn't do it.
Judges 16:19-- And she made him (Samson) sleep upon her knees; and she called for a man, and she caused him to shave off the seven locks of his head.