Tracy, my Dad, and I participated tonight in Al Franken's Great American Shoutout. We were a little unhappy with our turnout, so we pulled in my mom and my grandma from Iron River, MI over the phone.

Together, we delivered a few choice messages to the leafy streets of Murrells Inlet:

• Fuggedaboudit!
• Oh no you don't!
• Kerry rocks!
• Bush, you liar! Your cowboy ass is fired!

Worse though is that now I have to listen to this bastard.