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Gilly · 09-22-2006, 05:15 PM

As he started his walk down the hard, cold, grey, marbled steps of the Capital building, the wind swirling autumn leaves around his head, lifting his toupee in time with the gusts, Trent mused to himself, "I wonder if my constituents will understand that when I said segregation was a good thing, that it doesn't really mean I'm a racist," before dismissing that crazy idea and heading out for a lunch of steak frites and bourbon.

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09-22-2006, 05:15 PM	#11
Gilly Starry Eyed Suprise Join Date: Sep 2006 Location: somewhere quietly judging you Posts: 6	As he started his walk down the hard, cold, grey, marbled steps of the Capital building, the wind swirling autumn leaves around his head, lifting his toupee in time with the gusts, Trent mused to himself, "I wonder if my constituents will understand that when I said segregation was a good thing, that it doesn't really mean I'm a racist," before dismissing that crazy idea and heading out for a lunch of steak frites and bourbon.