Whenever election time comes around, I invariably remember the biggest regret of my life: my complete inability to go back in time to cast a vote for the greatest president in our country's history -- Millard Fillmore. I don't really know much about him other than he was involved in some kind of compromise in 1850 that I can't remember the name of. It's his last words that have always resonated with me. After sipping some soup at dinner, he declared: "The nourishment is palatable" and promptly died. For that reason alone, I ask you to write in Millard Fillmore this November 7th for State Assembly District 17.
In addition, I implore you to ignore the negative, below-the-belt ads currently airing on TV about WND by "Friends of TAHDO (Thursday Afternoon Hors D'Oeuvres)" and "Concerned Citizens for TMJS (Tuesday Morning Juice & Scones)." We won't dignify the mud-slinging with a response, but merely point out that we're rubber and they're glue. And not the cool glue you used to eat in first grade. I'm talking the really nasty doesn't-come-off-your-skin kind.
Vote with your heart. Vote WND. Join us this Wednesday after 8:30 at:
The Dime
442 N Fairfax Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90036
Cross Street: Oakwood
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