(This is not for the faint of heart, women's libbers, or small children. Read at your own peril. Posted with a bit of fear and trepidation that I've stared in the face and overcome.)

I've talked in person and on a telephone survey with a large and I'd think representative number of Joe Sixpacks re Palin and the debate. We all, to a man, think there is one way she can ensure her place in history and on the ticket.

Debate topless. Wear a NASCAR mini-skirt, a belt with a huge buckle with the initials "NRA" on it, high heels and nothing else.

I promise Biden will just be bide 'n' his time. No one will notice or listen to him, he will be a non-entity. He will not be on the monitors, the network or mind of anyone.

When polled regarding whether they'd like this Palin to be President, the responses were universal. "Shee-it!", with a long gaze to the sky, a long pull on their Bud Light, followed with a heavy-lidded, self-satisified chuckle that went on seemingly forever.

Arf