Wear Red Underwear Friday

Yup, that thar’s really Stockwell ‘Doris’ Day, pourin’ himself a batch of Rocky Mountain campfire special blend java ( Starbucks and Tim’s grind boiled over an open fire, the ‘two mountain jig’ administered and voila). Nothin’ like a good cup o brew to wake ya up in the mornin’ lessen ya fall asleep at the constituency office.

Stocky-Baby’s gotta keep awake lest some terrorists invade small towns and bomb the pickle barrels with the checkers game on top. His HUGE, Medium, ok, pea-size brain (all right all right!) cauliflower is on orange alert constantly.

Dare HV even suggest a chemical sweetener?

Harper Signs Up

It’s the talk of the town….er, country. Canada’s casualties in Arfghanistan.

Ever the photo-op denier, Steve-Joe ‘signed up’ , donned uniform and is headed to Karzai’s money maker….I mean troubles. Tim Horton’s has stocked up to placate Steve’s appetite and he’ll serve for 2 hours in an office, filing and doing other ‘Klinger’ duties. Originally he wanted to play the role of Radar, but his heaing didn’t pass muster. Hmmm.

If all goes well, Steve says he’d like to move up to a more principle role and play Hawkeye or Honeycut, however the director Generals feel he’s more suited for Charles Emerson Winchester lll.

Have fun, Steve, and don’t forget to bring Boreen back a nice pink burka (Bev Oda would like pale blue).