February 15, 2008

I Have No Conscience

We're home from our trip to the 'burgh. I swear, it must be a new township rule or something that everyone drive a Prius.

After a trip to Toys AREN'T Us (I mean, the selection sucked!), we did lunch at one of my favorite places, The Olive Garden. Yummy and fattening!

We saved the best for last, a leisurely trip to the bookstore. Ahhh.... Husband and I took turns sitting with the younglings in the kid section so we could each look for books. While wandering I spotted a book with some asinine title stating Conservatives have no conscience.

"Oh really," I said aloud to no one. "Yeah, this is just great. Shove it up yer arse!"

Little did I know that some dude was standing there staring at me while I sneered and smacked that book. Well, screw him, too. That damn town is full of too many damn Libs.

I also found, in the kid section no less, books about Hildabeast and Obama. Son snickered at those.

(Not that we have the warm fuzzies for McCain, because we don't.)

But yeah, I guess I have no conscience because I'm a Conservative. Yeah, that and I want to force my religious beliefs down your throat.

Sheesh.