About last night's
All I can think of this morning is Penny singing to Sheldon (or vice-versa),
Soft kitty,Warm kitty,Little ball of fur.Happy kitty,Sleepy kitty,Purr, purr, purr.
And no, I don't mean Obama. I mean Mr. Romney, who succeeded, with the president's mystifying acquiescence in his opponent's performance, in painting himself as a soft, cuddly little kitten who couldn't possibly offend or do harm to a single soul.
Despite everything he's said on the campaign trail up to now, which demonstrates quite the opposite potential. Now, it's
Soft Mittens,Warm Mittens,Little ball of fur.Happy Mittens,Sleepy Mittens,Purr, purr, purr.
And if the American people are foolish/ill-informed/self-decieved/gullible enough to buy that act (and plenty of us are that shallow), then God help the human race. And the globe on which we all live.