Thursday, June 25, 2009

Confession Is Good for the Soul

I cannot tell a lie.

I was not camping.

That few years I was outta touch?

I was having an affair.

She was not from Argentina, but she was from Minneapolis.

Which is like Buenos Aires, only colder and less "Spanish."

Sorta the Swedish Buenos Aires.

I feel really, really bad about breaking God's Law.


And disobeying his regulations, found at 41 C.F.R. Parts 303 and 304. . . .

1 comment:

Mister Parker said...

This pretty much dooms your run for President in 2012.