I recently made the arduous trek to a distant land. It was vast and uninhabited. It had soft, green hills. It had calm, clear waters. And over its green hills and beyond its clear waters, I found a cave. The cave was dark and dank. In that cave, I sat in silence.
The type of silence where even your mind goes quiet. And after an unknowable passage of time, I awoke from this waking sleep. And I stood up. And I walked out of the cave. And I squinted at the bright, blinding landscape.
And I thought, "Yes. Yes. The Rick Santorum fist bump must question his sexuality."
Please, enjoy these GOP presidential candidate fist bumps I made for you. Yes, you.