As I watched the debate the other night my heart warmed to know how much the candidates are trying to sound like me, identify with me and ah heck, even shop where I shop! Just today as I got ready to go do my Saturday errands it was with great anticipation that I would run into Joe Biden at my Home Depot while he was getting a new float for his toilet bowl and I was getting some washers for my kitchen faucet. When that didn’t happen, I thought well maybe, just maybe I’ll get lucky and see ol’ Joe when I’m filling up my car at the gas Station, since he is so familiar with filling up and sited “Joey” in his debate speech Thursday night. However, I struck out again. Joe’s limo was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t believe it. I believed everything you said! All those years in the senate, you must have a really good idea or two. Otherwise, what else what would keep you in office for twenty nine years? I know you want to take care of me and that you feel my pain and that chains are coming, I mean, change is coming. Heck, I’m about as Main street as you come. Gosh darn it., say isn’t so Joe.
