"We Republicans..."
"Wee Republicans."
The Republican National Committee
Sanctified.
In for Repairs.
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."
Even He Must Feel Ashamed of the Executive Director.
The Interloper.
Hindsight.
The Troubador Who Became a Bore.
Another Statue to be Cleaned.
Will That Satisfy Them?
Confused Old Gentleman Starts Walking.
Those Are Very Hard Words.
"If We Can Git Back into Power; That's My Idea of Thanksgiving Day!"
Toot!
Republican Ticket!