Results

You won’t hear me gripe about election results. I never thought it would turn out the way I wanted, so, no surprises there. My kids however, are very disturbed.

“Oh, great, we’ll get bombed!”

“Nah, Little Gasparilla Island is probably not high on terrorists’ list of potential targets, and there’s not really enough of Punta Gorda left to bother with.”

“We’ll get drafted!”

“I don’t think anyone would allow that, honey, but if it happens, we’ll work around it.”

“Yeah, like, we’ll just tell them we’re gay!”

“See, girls, maybe it’s a good thing Bush was reelected.”

They don’t get it from me, I swear.