T’was the night before the election, when all thru the house, came annoying ad campaigns, and at once I was rouse. I, in my bed, with the remote in my lap, couldn’t bear to hear Romney spew anymore of his crap. When all of a sudden, there arose such a noise. Why it was Romney and Ryan! Those mischievous boys! They had snuck past my bedroom, and with their binders they crept, into my bathroom, where my stash I kept. They snatched up my pills, and laughed as they did, “she’ll be so screwed when she has a kid”! Once back at their sleigh with their goodies a tow, they dragged healthcare and women right through the snow. On Bain! On Big Bird ! Leave the 47 percent! They kicked up their heels and into the night they went. I heard him laugh to his crew from his sleigh made of gold, “you know in Bermuda and the Caymans, it isn’t this cold!” I cringed as our issues were thrown to the wind, knew they would never be brought to light again. One lesson I learned on this strangest night of all nights, is that we all have to vote to protect our rights!
Ugh. Whatever. I just tried to queue a post for September 30th, 2900 that said:
“what’s up presumably intergalactic bitches”. It didn’t work tho.
Mindy Kaling, 33 Facts You Learn About Mindy Kaling by Hanging Around Her (via eatdirt)