Fake Dixie always enchants me after midnight. I prayed God to keep my hand off her knee.

—"Midnight at Tim's Place"

(From memory; someone can fact-check me on the quote, but I'm pretty sure I'm spot-on.)

In the same vein I intend someday to party with The Blogger Formerly Known As Feisty Republican Whore. If RightGirl were to join us, however, I fear Western Civilization might end—and rather abruptly, at that.

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