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This is what happens when you move to Washington, DC. Me, Alison, and Theresa are going to a hockey game next weekend. We're gonna meet at a nearby starbucks and have a grand old time watching the fights...I mean, the game. Anyway, the MCI Center doesn't allow backpacks or other large bags. Here is the conversation that ensued.
Tessa723: damn it...I can't bring my rolly suitcase?
Tessa723: what am I going to put our pre-gaming drugs in?
A i d a 525: lol...you'll have to hire a mule
A i d a 525: well, that's what we have senators for
Tessa723: I wonder what kerry is doing that weekend....
A i d a 525: he's meeting us at starbucks
A i d a 525: to be our bitch and carry our drugs
Tessa723: I knew I voted for him for a reason
A i d a 525: as I cast my ballot, I knew he was destined for greatness
Tessa723: ahhhh...I knew I was right
Tessa723: not this asshole we've got running around nominating people who don't know how to apply eye liner
A i d a 525: yet another thing to add to the list of reasons bush sucks hard.
Well, we sure know our politics.