Word: suckered
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Dates: during 2000-2000
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...then Gore hit his silent rival with the statesmanship sucker punch. "Now, second, I propose that Governor Bush and I meet personally, one-on-one, as soon as possible, before the vote count is finished, not to negotiate, but to improve the tone of our dialogue in America." Not only before the outcome, but afterward too, wherever Bush wants, so that the pair can "unite the country behind the winner as soon as this process is completed." Get it? Unite, not divide? Fade out: They walk arm in arm into the sunset...
...then Gore hit his silent rival with the statesmanship sucker punch. "Now, second, I propose that Governor Bush and I meet personally, one-on-one, as soon as possible, before the vote count is finished, not to negotiate, but to improve the tone of our dialogue in America." Not only before the outcome, but afterward too, wherever Bush wants, so that the pair can "unite the country behind the winner as soon as this process is completed." Get it? Unite, not divide? Fade out: They walk arm in arm into the sunset...
Bush and his supporters emphasized that he has talked openly about the drinking problems he had before he gave up alcohol in 1986. They saw the D.U.I. story as a suspiciously timed sucker punch, aimed at manipulating voters in the final days of a breathtakingly close race...
...white pickup skids to a halt, the driver spotting a white-tailed doe and a buck in the brush off Sucker Creek Road in Alcona County. The deer are on private property, so if this hacker grabs his rifle and takes a shot, he's under arrest. Bob Mills, my partner, radios to our backups, Sergeant Pete Malette and Officer Warren MacNeill, who are hiding in a nearby grove. "We've got a looker," Mills tells them...
...head so she's staring down the guy in the white pickup. A rookie mistake, maybe. So many poachers have been bagged, they're taking a closer look now, and this guy just got wise to us. He hits the gas and disappears. No problem. We're on Sucker Creek Road after all. I crouch. I adjust my dreadlocks. Next guy down the road is mine...