"We Republicans..."
"Wee Republicans."
The Republican National Committee
Sanctified.
In for Repairs.
Short of Breath and with Creaking Joints the Charge Begins.
"You Are Undermining the Patriotism of the American People."
"Your Relief? This is a Party Matter."
The Interloper.
Even He Must Feel Ashamed of the Executive Director.
Another Statue to be Cleaned.
Hindsight.
The Troubador Who Became a Bore.
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!