I've put a lot of thought in to this, and I've come to terms with it. I'm in love with Ann Coulter.
She's snotty, arrogant, juvenile, antagonistic, and terribly ill-informed. Her books are crap, and were it not for her lack of pom-poms, I'd be almost certain she's the official GOP Cheerleader.
I want to marry her. Unfortunately, her ideal man is Joe McArthy.
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