It's Election Day, which to me is the equivalent of combining Chrismukkah/Kwanzaa, St. Paddy's Day, the May Two-Four long weekend and my birthday into one glorious, spite-filled, booze-soaked Day of Goodness.
The Paul Martin sleaze machine will be brought to the grinding, humiliating halt we've all been predicting for years. Note to The Board: You are MORONS. You deserve to lose.
The Liberal Party will get the enema (sans lube) it so desperately needs. I want my Party back, dammit!
Canada will have a Conservative government. Say what you want about them - they can't do much worse than Team Martin (those words will continue to make me throw up in my mouth for a long, long time). My advice to voters? Hold your nose and swallow quickly. You'll barely notice the taste.
Tonight, I'll be glued to the results with The Best Friend, His 'Other' and the rest of the sexy-ass political animals that comprise my peeps. Hot politics and cold vodka. There is no other way.
I'm off to my local polling station. Get yourselves out there and VOTE. I'll leave you with this inspirational tidbit from another oh-so-quotable Conservative leader:
"We've climbed the mighty mountain. I see the valley below, and it's a valley of peace. "
- George W. Bush
(insert diabolical laughter here)
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1 comment:
mwa ha ha ha haaaa....
see you ce soir.
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