Potty Till the Cows Come Home
Senator Lincoln Chafee won the Republican primary in Rhode Island, which has some folks very excited. You see, Chafee has a history of not supporting President Bush, which generally upsets his fellow Republicans.
But I mention this not to continue the string of politically petty posts I've added to this blog in the last week or so. But, rather, because I first heard about this news on NPR this morning, when a Chafee supporter slipped into his thick Rhode Island accent and — I swear — said something to the effect of "Chafee cuts through the potty lines."
Now, I realize he actually said "party," and it's very un-p.c. (not to mention juvenile) of me to find humor in someone's accent.
...But I'm doing it anyway. It made me laugh. I can't help that.
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brain chew,
politics
2 comments:
I, for one, think cutting through potty lines is extremely rude. Unless, of course, you REALLY have to go. (Yes, I had to, no I couldn't help myself, yes, I deserve to be slapped. But you started it. *laughs*)
~BPP
I think we should be allowed passes to cut through the potty line in our great time of need. Maybe that'd be the same as saying, "screw it, I'm using the men's."
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