“I’ll kick ass”

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Levi Johnston had best kick is own ass down to the City Clerk’s office for a marriage license.  Like the folks at Whataburger say, "Wadda waitin’ for?"  Oh, and no more poaching salmon; we rednecks get enough bad publicity as it is, without young Levi reinforcing the stereotype.  Besides, Bristol’s dad had the redneck thing covered, way back in ’86.  (Hey, I was stationed in Alaska back in the 70’s–who DIDN’T drive with a drink in them?)

Update (2 September).  The evangelicals at the Republican Convention are cutting young Levi and Bristol an enormous amount of slack.  Don’t let Governor Palin down, kids.


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