I keep having images of Herman Cain barefoot, covered in sweat and mud, wearing an old patchwork shirt and hand made burlap pants held up by a rope rather than a belt, out of breath and frantically running for his life; to freedom. Menacing sounds of barking dogs in the distance…
Added by Lloyd Marcus on October 18, 2011 at 10:43pm — 1 Comment
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