Last Call

That loud slamming noise you just heard is cruel mistress Fate slamming Rick Perry's gonads in the door of opportunity.

In the early years of his political career, Rick Perry began hosting fellow lawmakers, friends and supporters at his family’s secluded West Texas hunting camp, a place known by the name painted in block letters across a large, flat rock standing upright at its gated entrance.


“Niggerhead,” it read.

G'night, folks.  I'll save you the trouble of reading the other 2,000 or so words where Rick Perry's office lamely attempts to explain why it's taken a quarter-century for anyone to really notice he's been hunting on a property with that particular lovely name because the answer is apparently "Hell, we've always called it that round these parts, what's the big damn deal?"

I also recommend the house baked ziti, be sure to tip your servers and there's a two-drink minimum.  Drive safely and enjoy the rest of the 2012 GOP Clown Car Cavalcade.