... behind the green curtain in the Peoples Republic of Maryland.
As I pulled into the garage at my polling place, the University of Maryland at Shady Grove, I was prevented from parking my Ford Expedition in the first convenient space because the best spaces were for:
Note that these spaces weren't even for the handicapped or pregnant women. They for politically correct greenie-weenies who drive cars like this:
I hope the driver of that car never has the misfortune of running into anything larger than a Kleenex box.
So I was forced to park on the 4th level — I mean the "Recycling" level:
The sickness of it all became clear when I got off the elevator on the first level — I mean the "Earth" level:
Fully primed to vote, I completed my mission of voting against every sitting comrade in the PRM.
BTW, in the spirit of Alaskans-who-think-they-are-entitled-to-be-Senators, I wrote in Lisa Murkowski for Maryland Attorney General. The sitting comrade-AG had no other competition.
