The father of Sarah Palin’s grandson has apologized — publicly and privately — to the Palin family for saying things that, he said “were not completely true.”
And thanks, Bro. Todd, for the link.
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Dating Jesus 
Levin? Levi’s brother?
His cousin. Again: Soooooo very close.
And nuts.
I knew it was a typo, but I still had a giggle imagining the other Alaska Hillbillies naming their sons Levi and Levin! (Which would be tame, compared to the Palins’ name choices for their brood.)
I want to go back to my childbearing years and have daughters and name them Feather and Moonrise, just to make myself look more interesting.
I am riddled with typos, myself. But I am close.
And if you run out of ideas, you could use this:
http://politsk.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah_13.html
Jaysus. I’m Gravel Blood. I’d rather be Nasty Gravy.
Yikes! I think you need a do-over!
I am saddened that every time — every time — I get a new name, it sucks.
Chap Poach Palin
I think that should have been “Pooch,” don’t you?
It didn’t help poor old Frank Zappa…
Then again, he was pretty darn interesting before he had kids.
Isn’t his 15 minutes up yet?
I hope so…
Nah, people like me just keep digging him up.
It seems he’s part of a larger group of people who share a single goal turning their hardly merited 15 minutes into a decade’s worth of attention.
Hey! Like me! Or like I want to be!
Not to brown nose . . . but whatever acclaim you have and/or will receive is merited.
Now if you start saying “you betcha” all the time and repeating party line nonsense . . . then that’s a different story.
Actually, there are extra gift bags given out for brown-nosing.
You betcha.
Go Cardinals!
Oh, wait. I got confused. It’s the heat.