Puppies
Posted on 2008.02.01 at 09:36
I was eating a particularly crunchy bowl of cereal this morning, and I heard Hillary Clinton say on the radio, “The next president will walk into the Oval Office and waiting there will be a stack of puppies.”
What she actually said in the debate last night was that there would be a stack of problems, but somehow the image of a tower of tiny dogs on that big desk delights me. If my abdominal muscles didn't hurt so much from the "Energizer" aerobics class the other night, I'd be unable to control my giggles. As it is, it goes more like, "hee-he--ow!...sigh...puppies...hee-hee-h ee--oww!" Repeat. Tears streaming down my face.
And let's be honest, who's going to deal better with those puppies? I hate to say it, but somehow I see Clinton transforming into Cruella deVil, while Obama happily sits with a puppy in his lap while he signs some bill.
What she actually said in the debate last night was that there would be a stack of problems, but somehow the image of a tower of tiny dogs on that big desk delights me. If my abdominal muscles didn't hurt so much from the "Energizer" aerobics class the other night, I'd be unable to control my giggles. As it is, it goes more like, "hee-he--ow!...sigh...puppies...hee-hee-h
And let's be honest, who's going to deal better with those puppies? I hate to say it, but somehow I see Clinton transforming into Cruella deVil, while Obama happily sits with a puppy in his lap while he signs some bill.
