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Where Is My Turd Blossom?

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It's been fascinating to watch people react to the guilty verdicts of the Scooter Libby trail. It's clearly very hard on the GOP fanboys who have a hard time believing that The White House would out a covert CIA operative because they didn't like an opinion column that her husband wrote. Trust us, it's hard for us to believe too.

But Scooter had a fair trial and he was found guilty on three counts of perjury and one count of obstruction and now the gallows await. It wasn't exactly the Fitzmas that some on the Left were hoping for -- since the Vice President somehow eluded punishment, just like Bush's Brain (never a nickname any educated person would want), Karl Rove, or anyone else.

Not only did the jurors wonder aloud about the location the man affectionately called by the President "Turd Blossom", but they felt bad for Scooter because it was obvious that he was falling on the sword of the team that would certainly pardon him.

Tonight's Midnight Movie asks the same question: "Where's Karl?" And it comes to us thanks to LAist reader Saidy.