Politics 31 Jan 2006 02:59 pm
And say I am Revenge, sent from below
Today when I went to go and get the mail, I found a big package from Mayor McCheese. So, I take the box inside and open it, hoping to find some delicious homemade cookies, or maybe some hand knit sweaters for us, covered in ugly squares, or little buffaloes or something. But no. It’s filled with five dolls, each made of poop, shaped vaguely like members of the Legion of Dairy, and under all the poo is a note scribbled in crayon on kindergarten paper that says “Get out, or your next. Also, mow your lawn.”
Now, I think the mayor’s a great hamburger, and I even voted for him, but I swear to whatever deity it is that I believe in that I’m going to get him back. Maybe I’ll fill his mailbox full of rattlesnakes, or pour flan down his chimney.