The grapes, they are so very sour.
“The grapes, they are so very sour.”
That fable was about a fox who jumped several times to try and reach a bunch of grapes.
Finally he gave up and said to himself, “They’re probably sour anyway” and walked away.
All Cruz & Friends are doing is screwing a pooch ... in slo-mo, over-and-over. They lost. They refuse to accept it.
If they go to Clinton from here and screw us, the GOP is dead along with everything we hold dear: the country, the rule of law—this great modern experiment in whether men and women are capable of governing themselves.
I really hate these people.