Now Waaaaaaiiiit a Minute! Presidential Candidates Keep Stumping At the Animal House Frat.
[ad_1] Then you see how beaten down it is, the roof shingles not all there, the windows barely holding the AC units tucked within them. Get closer still, and (at least in the old days) you start to take in that putrid smell; embedded from the decades of beer, puke and, yes, urine that were…