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Welcome back. You're here to find out about presidents, and I'm here to give you all the links to photographs of a pantless Ron Paul that a healthy constituency can stomach (which, according to my team of scientists and stationary, is 33). By the time voting day stampedes into our lives it will have been a while since the last voting day. About 640 months, if my math is slightly off. But you aren't here to talk about time, you're here for some semi-nude Ron Paul action:

click on this text you glory-hunter

I imagine it's been several hours since you clicked on the above link. Hour glasses have been upended, ties have been loosened, tightened, and tightened some more. Beverages with just a touch too much artificial sweetener have been spilled on your expensive geometry tools. Your children have forgotten you. Dan Akroyd has a beard. It's ok-fine even. Just relax. I'll walk you through the tsunami of reflection necessary to offload the tremendous "feelings" you're experiencing.

1. Have a candy bar! You're not getting any skinnier, might as well embrace the delicious.

2. Refuse to compromise.

3. Carve yourself a tiny Winston Churchill from a bar of heavily-perfumed generic soap. He's your new best friend, sure. But he will betray you if you give him a chance. Make it clear-verbally-that you aren't a pushover.

3. Steal something from a friend or neighbor's home. If they ever notice it's missing remove your least favorite digit from your right hand.

4. Refuse to compromise.

5. Glandular disorders don't carry much weight with the police. Try flattering them with bribe money instead!

6. After the betrayal: pull yourself, legless and half-blind from the outhouse that soap-bust-of -Churchill left you in, and wash yourself with him until he's just a sliver. Then save that sliver to be combined with other slivers. That's how you save money: recycle your soap. It's that fucking simple, you moneyless wretch.

So, I've solved your problems. Yeah, yeah. Just send me a few telegrams or letters crammed with heartfelt thanks, that's really all the thanks I need.

Final words: absolved, Massachusetts, filmy