Poor Pat Buchanan…(snicker)…

he can’t get no respect.

But he can get Blue Cheese salad dressing!

And maybe next time, he could get croutons. If he behaves himself, that is, and stops referring to my home and native land as “Soviet Canuckistan”.

Whaddya say, Pat? Maybe you and Mr. Kristol should do potluck lunch sometime and discuss the merits of not being such a couple of right-wing pricks anymore. You can bring the salad; he can bring the pie.

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