Tom the Dancing Bug - Saturday December 9, 2000 Comic Strip Licensing and Permissions

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How Boca Raton Barbara won the election A tale of the wild west glades RD. Set yerself down and listen to a story about Boca Raton Barbara -- The orneriest cowpoke ever set foot in Palm Beach County. Seems one day she was fixin' to vote in the presidential election... Boca: Okay, so after we vote, we'll meet at the cheesecake factory at 11:30. Please. It's a mob scene by noon. She went into the booth and thought she was votin' for this Al Gore fella. Boca: That tipper happens to be fabulous. Well, when she realized that a confusing ballot caused her to mis-vote, she was madder than a wet wolverine! Boca: Buchanan?! I'd sooner have my teeth capped again than vote for that Nazi! She'd returned enough shoes past the return period to know how to handle the situation -- take down names and demand to talk to the supervisor! Boca: Obviously you can't solve this, Ms. Schiff. Who's your supervisor? While the democrats were workin' the recounts and the courts, Boca Raton Barbara was quietly climbin' up the ladder. Boca: Honey, I don't care if Moses designed them, those ballots were confusing! Okay, who's your supervisor? She eventually made her way to Austin, and that's when she got results... Offpanel: That's Baker. B-A-K-E-R. Boca: Alright, Mr. Baker. I want to talk to your supervisor! Y'see, ain't nobody alive that can say no to Boca Raton Barbara! Offpanel: Yes, I'll concede, Barabara! Boca: And next time offer brewed decaf, George! I haven't been served sanka since the Carter administration.

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