Hmmm, Ryan. Huckabee is one of those names that seem to invite creativity. (Although, as a general rule, people named Bottum don’t get to make fun of other people’s last names; someday I’ll try to tell you what third grade was like.) Still, there are some naturals for the man: Hucksterbee , maybe, or, for his famer-in-the-dell demeanor, Ah, Shucksabee . Add Huckleberrybee and the Beatrix Potteresque Huckamucka , and I think you have the complete paint box from which Maureen Dowd will be working after the man is elected president. I, for one, welcome our new overlord.
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