Friday, November 16, 2007
Spick-O-Rama
-Rustle me up another Scotch and Soda, Double!
-You got time?
-What does C-SPAN say?
-Preacher on now.
-Black or white?
-Black.
-Good! More wool-gathering.
-You’re making me nervous! When do you really hafta be there?
-After Spick-O-Rama.
-Whaaa?
-Bunch of Josés and Pablos have stopped bullets in Iraq. Spick legislators
will play violin solos and make us feel guilty about illegal immigration.
Anyway, with the last Hispanic sob I flee. My driver out there?
-Yeah. Little squat brown guy.
-Guatemalan.
-Illegal?
-Naturally.
-Rustle me up another Scotch and Soda, Double!
-You got time?
-What does C-SPAN say?
-Preacher on now.
-Black or white?
-Black.
-Good! More wool-gathering.
-You’re making me nervous! When do you really hafta be there?
-After Spick-O-Rama.
-Whaaa?
-Bunch of Josés and Pablos have stopped bullets in Iraq. Spick legislators
will play violin solos and make us feel guilty about illegal immigration.
Anyway, with the last Hispanic sob I flee. My driver out there?
-Yeah. Little squat brown guy.
-Guatemalan.
-Illegal?
-Naturally.
