The Doc is in the Depths of Despair over Obama being elected. She's been listening to Rush and swearing like a sailor all morning. Lisa and I have been having a difficult time breathing in here. I asked if there was anything I could do for her and she said, "Slit my throat." I'm telling you, it's worse than Death's cold icy grip. I need sunshine and fresh air and a joke.
Please, someone tell me a joke.