"We Republicans..."
"Wee Republicans."
The Republican National Committee
Sanctified.
In for Repairs.
Even He Must Feel Ashamed of the Executive Director.
The Interloper.
Short of Breath and with Creaking Joints the Charge Begins.
"Your Relief? This is a Party Matter."
"You Are Undermining the Patriotism of the American People."
The Troubador Who Became a Bore.
Hindsight.
Another Statue to be Cleaned.
Will That Satisfy Them?
Confused Old Gentleman Starts Walking.
A Matter of Principle.
Another Recruit.
"If We Can Git Back into Power; That's My Idea of Thanksgiving Day!"
Toot!