paul is sick, i am sick, most of my office is sick. i blame john kerry, who clearly sapped everyone's energy so that he could go snowboarding in sun valley. damn you, john kerry!
Kerry also relaxes by strumming the guitar and making up bad poems about his passionate love of hunting. He once recited one to a reporter: "I had a talk with a deer today. We met upon the road some way. Between his frequent snorts, he asked me if I sought his pelt. 'Cause if I did, he said he felt quite out of sorts."
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