Voting vitality

Hubby says he’s heard of the maxim:

VOTE EARLY AND VOTE OFTEN

but three votes for your favorite candidate??!!

REALLY!!??!!

WELL!! All I can say (in candidate speak, here, “all”, in the phrase “all I can say”, means that you “can’t count” on the word, “all”) is that, if someone from the other party can do that….

(and…speaking of partying, where are the “refreshments”, now that we need them!!??)

WELL!! as I’ve said before, having said the very same thing about that in voting, enthusiastic repetition is allowed….

“NOW!! LET ME SAY THIS ABOUT THAT!!”, to quote Richard Nixon, who probably shouldn’t be quoted because of his political shenanigans. But, the phrase is just too redundantly (speaking of voting more than once) funny not to use it, here. Plus, after saying that lead in phrase, Tricky Dick would shake his head, as if he had water in his ears…or on the brain (which he probably had) and then, he’d go off on some tangent about his dog Checkers and how they couldn’t afford a mink coat for Pat, like other candidates wives were wearing. I guess the voters were supposed to feel sorry for this, about that.

Meanwhile back at the ranch…or, eventually,in the voting booth…

If the other party’s voters, can vote three times each for their candidates, then I’m going to vote for my favorite candidates, three times too (which mathematically equals six times).

To that end, here’s my yard sign:

ME

MYSELF(S)

AND

To be perfectly honest,
about AND,
she hasn’t registered yet

I (as in, the ayes have it!!)

FOR

______Fill In The Blank_______

And, to get the six votes I‘ll need, I now second those three votes…….

PS….

A friend sent me this: “Awhile ago when I lived in a small New Jersey town of about 3000, after a contentious election for Sheriff, one candidate won 4500 votes. They investigated and found that may of the residents in the cemeteries had voted. I guess that’s what you call coming back from the dead”.

Hubby said that he thought that kind of voting only happened in Chicago.

My thought is that if a Presidential candidate could be guaranteed votes from Chicago and that small town in New Jersey, he or she could probably walk off with the whole electoral college…..or hitch a license plate-less moving van to the EC and, “whistling while you work” just, nonchalantly, drive away.

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The author is a Common-Tater, which, when spoken aloud, is a very professional sounding title, for a Mrs. Potato Head. But from the spelling of the title, you can see that, when the author comments on life, she doesn’t ever take herself too seriously. Mrs. Potato Head...excuse, please......the author, as a Common-Tator, lives in the U.S. and has had various careers, in alternative lives, as a teacher, social worker, lawyer, serious and humorous radio show writer, producer, and performer. Currently she is a video humorist and a writer. Although, almost the age of an eleven year old dog (actually a bitch, but we won’t go there), she remains as active as a pup.
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