A new Story With Sauce, which I am only barely authorized to write. Maybe it should be called something else.
An invitation arrives. For an eating contest! The participants can choose what they eat. Mindy chooses jelly. Haper picks nickels. You go with bacon (bits?) WRONG CHOICE! It wasn't even an eating contest, it was obviously a food-choosing contest. Who will Dole out the punishment? You're waiting in the room, the little room with the faucet drip. Drip. Hum the tune... The door opens. It's Bob Dole! His name was a pun, and you've won the prize. The prize is a mousetrap (mouse included) Everyone loves it, and all this time you thought you were a Democrat.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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