"Son, you can eat a turd if you have enough ketchup, but I don't recommend it." -- Grandpa Vanderboegh.
Senate gags on the plate of excrement that the NRA was happily eating. Of course, the NRA bargained for some ketchup to eat with their turd, so they were content. Now their sellout of liberty appears to have been all for naught, leaving NRA members with a bad aftertaste that even Listerine won't cure.
You know, shit-eating for a purpose is one thing. But gratuitous, incompetent shit-eating to no purpose? What's up with that, General Sebastian Snowflake?
NRA's premier Internet salesman of turds with ketchup.