What in the blue-eyed buck-naked fuck were they thinking?
Old (and maybe a little tipsy?) white guy arguing with an imaginary Obama. That was the big electrifying surprise?
Really, Repubs? You wanted us all talking about Clint Eastwood the day after your convention, and not about the guy you just got done nominating for president?
I can get a little squirmy when Alec Baldwin or Barbara Streisand start diving into it, but that Eastwood schtick was cringe-worthy on an epic scale.
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