The Great State of Falicornia

Ruby hates politics. She knows from living that no matter which candidate or issue she backs, it all boils down to which twisted, hyped up facts she has chosen to accept. Consequenly she was a little apprehensive about attending the performance of The Capitol Steps. "What if it is a political campaign in disguise", she thought. Her worries were unfounded. It was an equal-opportunity collection of political satire that left her sides hurting from laughing so hard she cried.

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Falicornia. From the tie-heckies to Villicon Sally, what a nunch of buts! It all began when Day Gravis farted stumbling. All of those Falicornians wanted to sing him out of Flacramento. And who gan for roverner? Everyone from Flarry Lint to Meetwood Flack, to the Boobie Drothers.
Who was the wig binner? Schwarnold... Ortznegger. Bonan the Carbarian.When Schwarnold was yister muniverse,he was hung and yandsome. When he saw a lung and yovely woman with a barge lust he would beeze her sqoobs! What a pale mauvinist chig! I wonder how he will tend his sperm.

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