Scientists may someday discover the parasite that manipulates conservative brains into vomiting up punchlines from '70s-era "The Lighter Side Of...." cartoons whenever the word "feminist" is mentioned within a 400-yard radius. (You'll know we're close to a cure when John McCain, out of nowhere, starts fretting about just how much these parasite paternity lawsuits are costing the gubmint.) But, until the science is finally settled, conservatives will continue to enter a hazy and scary pre-disco fugue state in which Vietnam is still winnable whenever
I bet she was on the pill then, too. Interplanetary sex-having slutty prostitute. Where are the videoz?!?