Hannity, covered in sweat and breathing hard, felt very stongly that he had been a bad boy this time. He was really gonna get it this time. He knows it's just a game he plays with himself to get himself excited, but what the hell? orange juice and autoeroticism in the morning, that's his motto. Suddenly, he gets a phone call on the Santorum-phone.
'Dammit', he mutters to himself. (he always has to answer the santorum-phone because one nevers knows when it might be jesus callin').
He grabs the reciever (which, inexplicably, is very squishy), 'hello, uh-huh, okay, YES SIR, I'll get right on it. Sir'. He absently but gently replaces the reciever (squuuuuuuuish). So now, he knows what he has to do, but first, some unfinished business......
(Hannity, speaking in different voices while connecting wires from his testicles to a deep cycle marine battery)
'Hannity, this is Nancy Pelosi, you've been a bad boy'
'Nancy, what are you doin' here? And why are you wearing a Ronald Reagan mask?'
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