“My mom made pancakes every single morning at our house,” he said, with a smile of fond reminiscence. He stopped abruptly. “My wife!” he corrected. “I called her my mom. My wife.”
— Mitt Romney hands a nice Freudian slip to Dana Milbank.
(2/1/2008)
How easy it is to make people believe a lie, and how hard it is to undo that work again! (Mark Twain)
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