Thursday, November 6, 2008
And for something completely different...
If I told my parents that I killed a busload of orphans and nuns with a dull hatchet, they would probably say "You're sick son, but we love you and stand by you through all of this."
If I told them that I voted for Obama..."I don't see a son, I see a stranger."
I choose wisely to keep my political thoughts to myself.
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