Well into an extended “drowning” metaphor (how very, VERY appropriate…), the Condo King scatters gems of sober, hard-earned wisdom that make him a highly paid, master political consultant:
When you are prime minister, you are prime minister. (…)
Well, for starters, the Conservative Party has more money than God. They enjoy tormenting Liberals. To the Cons, it’s more fun than positioning an Oh Henry! bar near their rivals and hollering “floater!”
As for one part of that column, I guess you have to have kids to know what “swim noodles” are.
Being childless myself, I’m unfamiliar with such things, not to mention parent/teacher meetings, birthdays, middle names and visitations.
Actually, I do know about that last thing. My estranged father usually skipped his Sundays with me. Too busy with his new “lady friend.”
And look how I turned out!!
Heh.
Hehhehhehhehheh…
(RELATED — includes particularly pungent “vacation time” hilarity.)
