Election Day with a full moon. A full moon usually brings out all the crazies. After putting up signs at several precincts, I returned to mine to vote. Sure enough, a Cuccinelli crazy had moved some of my signs. I politely smiled and moved a couple back. When I left, he was talking to himself.
Election Day. Full Moon. Crazies. I fear for the Commonwealth.
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