Stinging "debate" (biggest group of jammed together stump speeches ever!) observation time take two. This time Veeps! Woot! Wilmington, DE in the hizzouse yo! I'm surging in my pants!
Unfortunately nothing as obvious or awesome as John John's scratchy Sharpie popped up this time around (please keep using that sucker in the future McCain dawg!). But there was a sweet moment or two where Crazy Joe was audibly sighing into his mic.
Mainly, I just want to know who the hell that ANNOYING lady was in between the debating peoples. Jeeze, she was constantly asking questions and stuff and confusing me. And her desk was waaaaaaaay bigger! What gives? I mean you figure that crazy person (or drunk person, I mean check the sketchy tumbler to her right in the photo) would get the point when her questions fell on deaf ears/was told to politely shut the fuck up because I'm not here to answer questions - several times.
Moderators, more like bore-a-phyll!