"What? You think I looked those stats up? I don't care if they are right or not."
"Excuse me. Did I say you could talk? No, so sit down and shut up. I haven't insulted every nationality so why would you even think I was done talking?"
"So my right hand is me. And my left hand is Romney. I don't think I even have to say that the right hand is more intelligent and a better candidate, it is just assumed."
"I'm sorry, it's just that the palm of my hands is the only place that the news of Mitt Romney's impending win in S.C. hasn't reached."
"Hey guard! There's a couple of Mormons over there! Did I invite any of those? And the black guy next to them. Get rid of 'em for me? Oh those are just the other candidates? At least there isn't a woman! You know what I mean? Oh. Hey Bachman."
This is the "Newt Light". It is what everyone sees when they forfeit there vote to Gingrich. This is the last anyone will ever see of their sole vote in the primaries.
"So a Mormon, a Negro and a woman think they can run for President... Oh I'm sorry I'm laughing already."
"It was a real hard time for me. Getting rid of one of my maids was uh... well it was the right thing to do but uh.... maybe not the easiest at the time."
"Uhm excuse me. I'm talking. Yeah so shut your damn mouth till I'm finished."
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