celebrate good times, come on!
hey there, california, aren't you totally thrilled? i bet you are. and so am i. it just proves what i've said all along--california is the crappiest state of them all. being married to a kennedy is not a substitute for actual political credentials. neither is being an international movie star, an ex-body builder, or the terminator. (and yes, i can spell his name [see post below about things/people that can bite me], i just don't wanna.) what are you gonna do now, california? come and talk to me next year when the governor of california is floundering in a political morass and the sexual harassment suits are lined up around the block. maybe, if you don't like him, you can get some assassain robot from the future to go back in time and take him out.
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