Dear Mr. President, There are too many states nowadays. Please, eliminate three. P.S. I am not a crackpot. You don’t win friends with salad. I’m a Spalding Gray in a Rick Dees world. D’oh. A lifetime of working with nuclear power has left me with a healthy green glow…and left me as impotent as a Nevada boxing commissioner. No children have ever meddled with the Republican Party and lived to tell about it.
I have traced the Rebel spies to her. Now she is my only link to finding their secret base. What?! I care. So, what do you think of her, Han? The Force is strong with this one. I have you now. But with the blast shield down, I can’t even see! How am I supposed to fight? Red Five standing by.