The First Lady
SHIMMY: What did it feel like when you killed that guy?THE FURIOUSLY FLESH-ELEMENTAL LAURA BUSH: This giant has plugs in his ears and Shimmy leads him around by the nose.
SHIMMY: It was a clear night, 8:00 p.m., on November 6, 1963. What was it like to kill that guy so hard with your car that he was thrown from his small 1962 Corvair sedan and broke his neck?
THE FURIOUSLY FLESH-ELEMENTAL LAURA BUSH: Clearly, such a giant needs to resolve a number of lingering problems.
SHIMMY: What does it feel like to come from unpretentious folks in Midland, Texas, and then kill that guy who was your ex-boyfriend?THE FURIOUSLY FLESH-ELEMENTAL LAURA BUSH: I feel obligated to tell the giant what someone once said to me: "Shimmy is a swindler in heaven who has been working under a veil of bureaucracy and secrecy to take us all on a thoroughly reckless ride into the paddock between her gushing paws!"
posted by Shimmy at 9:59 AM
5 Comments:
You can clearly tell who the homicidal maniac is just by looking at the pictures. I like it when life is easy like that. Hi Shimmy!
Hi Bill! I know, it's easy to separate right from wrong -- no matter what Rumsfeld used to say.
I chased a moth last night and knocked over a bottle of water, a small aloe plant, and a pile of paperback books.
Good stuff...another voice out there...
Dear Shimmy, the books were wrong to be there. We should find a book who can keep the other books in line, and have him elected. That is, freedom, I think. A talking book. That we get elected.
Bill, I'm voting for Swann's Way for President.
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