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Sunday, January 21, 2007
  Sorry, One More
It's the 2008 Presidential Ticket Quiz!



You're Camejo-Garrett!


As Peter Camejo, you have strong convictions that you take with you wherever you go. You
believe in peace, justice, and a very un-American way that challenges big business and the status
quo. You want to shake things to their very core, but can never seem to quite get a foothold in
your endeavors and often fall a little short. In spite of all your egalitarianism,
you live in a rather spoiled suburban environment.

You select Nan Garrett as your running mate for her Southern accent.



Take the 2008 Presidential Ticket Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

 
Comments:
Dude. Check out mine!

You're LaRouche-Perot!
As Lyndon LaRouche, you live your life in a fever pitch of borderline paranoid schizophrenia. An avid runner, no day is complete without you running long, far, and with no apparent purpose. At the same time, you often believe in your heart that you're running away from something or someone, though only a handful of people would think to chase you at this point. Those people tend to actually chase other people down on the street so they can talk about you. You see, they're talking about you! Scary!
You select H. Ross Perot as your running mate to pillage his personal fortune for your campaign.
 
This is mildly horrifying.

I kind of want to meet the people who construct these quizzes.
 
Sweet Jesus, Lulu, LaRouche? PEROT?!

Here's mine:

You're Kucinich-Bayh!
As Dennis Kucinich, you are perceived as being just a bit outside. Despite not fitting in, well, anywhere, you maintain a vocal presence and try not to let anyone get away with ignoring you. This would make you the classically annoying kid on the fringe of a group if you weren't proven right so darn often. Since you are, you end up being more like a really tactless prophet. No one can say your name five times fast.
You select Evan Bayh as your running mate to try to turn Indiana blue for the first time in 34 years.

You know, they only ask you like eight questions or something, although I do like that part about being a prophet (I'm ignoring the tactless part).
 
Aw, I like Kucinich.
 
So yeah, I took it again....not good.

You're LaRouche-Ventura!
As Lyndon LaRouche, you live your life in a fever pitch of borderline paranoid schizophrenia. An avid runner, no day is complete without you running long, far, and with no apparent purpose. At the same time, you often believe in your heart that you're running away from something or someone, though only a handful of people would think to chase you at this point. Those people tend to actually chase other people down on the street so they can talk about you. You see, they're talking about you! Scary!
You select Jesse Ventura as your running mate, just in case the Vice Presidential debate is replaced by a grudge match.
 
Oh man.
 
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