I Am America – A Herman Cain Fanfic

Herman Cain crouched down over the woman, who was now bloody, disheveled and used, and he asked her politely if he might take her out to dinner sometime, and if he can get that phone number. . . .

FAN MAIL!

Greetings viewers! Welcome to the program! Long time, no blog, eh? (writer’s block, i mean, strike)

This week we had a very special fan submit to us a very special feedback comment on our newgrounds page*. *For those who haven’t seen, please. Enjoy for yourselfs. HERE or THERE. AUDIO . . .