Truth be told, odds are that 90% of the "gentlemen" posting to The Darkside have taken a quick liberty or two (or 50) with a fine, relatively sober, upstanding young lady. By the term "sober", I mean at least somewhat sober and able to stand up on her own.

Difference being is none of us is waving a Bible calling down Hell's fire on all us sinners while running for Senate. We also weren't in our 30's doin' 16 year olds... but don't tell me you didn't have the thought a time or two..

Well, the douche bag lost; the voters have spoken. Next we'll be hearing he's a major player in some pedo pizza scandal.

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A man walked into a bar in Scotland, sat down and ordered a drink. Next to him was a leathery old Scotsman, well into the bottle in front of him. The man asked the Scotsman if there was something the matter. The Scot replied (in Groundskeeper Willy brogue); "Aye lad, indeed there is. You see this bar here? I made this bar with me own two hands, slowly crafting it in the time-honored way of my forebears. It took me 4 months, but do they call me MacGregor the bar-builder? Noooooo. "

"You know the dock that your ferry landed at the night before? I built that dock with me own bare hands, finely honing each joint so that it would withstand the weather that mother nature unravels upon it. It took nigh a year, but do they call me MacGregor the dock-builder? Noooooo."

"And do you recall the livery stable you passed on the way into town? I stood that stable up in six months, with nary a bit o' help. To this day that stable is one of the finest in all of Scotland. But do they call me MacGregor that stable-maker? Nooooooo."

He lowered his head, took a sip of stout, shook his head and sighed......

"But you fook just one sheep......."