Senator, let me first apologize for telling you to “stuff it.” It’s not that I didn’t mean it, I did, but I admit, my words were poorly chosen. Okay, they really weren’t, but they weren’t really respectful, either. The problem is, it’s killing me that you seem to be capitulating to an inferior candidate for no good reason. He hasn’t officially won squat, but you’re enabling him to prance around the world as if he has. Those of us who support your candidacy because we’re still convinced you’re far more capable of handling the office of president frankly don’t like this new, submissive attitude you’ve adopted. We don’t care for the idea of you playing second fiddle to him, either as enthusiastic cheerleader or VP. We want you to fight. We miss the tough broad who wouldn’t give in to the incredible pressure placed upon you by the schemers-in-charge who manipulate the DNC against you and we want you to give them the hell they deserve. You owe them no loyalty, they haven’t shown you any and they don’t seem inclined to without a fight. So fight. Please? We’ll back you up, I promise. ‘Cause I’ll tell you, being force-fed a candidate you can’t stomach makes PUMAs want to hack up the furball of a candidate that’s currently stuck in our throats. And if you don’t fight back, I’m afraid we’re gonna choke. And we’ll still say, no deal.
PUMA
