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I do my best thinking in the shower.  Or on the can.  Anyway, this morning as I was massaging wisdom into my scalp, it dawned on me:  I know how to solve all of America's problems.

It comes down to this:

LESS of the childish banter from the Republican caucuses.  Come on boys, shuck the diapers!  Let's put on our big boy pants, if you please.

LESS of Obama being a jackass and trying to pass poor legislation.  I believe you need a lesson on government, Mr. President, courtesy of Ron Swanson.

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