Campaign Lackey: "Senator, the latest polling from Montana looks disastrous! What should we do?"

(Pause. A look of consternation passes Senator McCain's face. His eyes suddenly come alive. Is he going to call someone a cunt?)

J Mac: "I'll tell you what we're gonna do... we're going to Mexico! Everybody in the plane! Find me Lieberman!"

Campaign Lackey: "But sir, why?!"

J Mac: "Don't you question me, you fuck! This campaign will be won in Mexico! YEEHAW!"

(Senator McCain draws six-shooters, dancing wildly while firing into the air.)


His polling aggregates are at the point of collapse, and his opponent is touring his base states. What the fuck is he doing in Mexico City?