Hello everyone. Thanks for joining me.
This evening, I’d like to share a little story with you. It’s a happy tale about a friendship that spans decades. It’s sure to make everyone feel warm and fuzzy inside. Especially if you’re partial to the Washington, D.C. swamp. Are there any swamp creatures in my audience? I know you’re out there. Don’t be shy. There’s no point in pretending you’re human. Your stench gives you away. Doesn’t it folks?
Settle in and get comfy everyone. The story’s about to begin.
Once upon a time, there was a man named Lindsey Graham. Mr. Graham was a politician in Washington, D.C. He’d been there for years and years. Kinda like the corns on Grandpa’s feet. Painful. But after struggling with them for such a long time, Grandpa got used to them and limped a little when they flared-up.
Where was I? Right. Lindsey Graham.
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