My fun little centrist reaction to a rather djouicy debate:
The debut of djou being subdued by the dude to pursue an overdue vote through, anewed: term number 2.
Djou: blew worthless ado, to the camera askewed, viewed in the hue of accruing a flu. Questions eschewed; no answers construed.
Please ensue, this party be imbued; but blue, don’t stoop to the taboo of an untrue slew. In lieu, like ballyhoo in your full canoe, let the voters come to you.
Be cool, unlike djou's coo with no shew, in his final adieu, before he ran out and flew to the loo.
Bless you djou, and all the djoudoo you spew!