Ok, I called it. winedog had lots of fun with Governor Sanford, but I called it a day or so ago. Nobody just disappears on Father’s day weekend when he’s got four teenaged boys, and nobody’s wife on those conditions say she’s not concerned or worried. Another right wing anti-gay-family-values hypocrite gets exposed. Mr. “I’m not going to accept stimulus package money for my own political gain when my citizens need help let them eat cake” lies to his staff and the people of his State and disappears for a week.
Not one OUNCE of sympathy here. Not one ounce. It’s not the “sin” of adultery that offends me, it’s the hypocrisy. Check your bible, oh thou thumpers, and see how many times Jesus attacks hypocrisy (and, strangely enough, is silent on homos and abortion.....)
Of course, I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. I’d put 10 bucks on the table right now that the name of his Argentine girlfriend is something like “Pablo.” That would fit the script to a “t.”
Back to more interesting bits of tid, who needs a carpet cleaner when you have a Loki? I’m working at my desk, listening to the non unusual sound of a slurping dog, and later realize he cleaned all the toenail blood (there was quite a big) off of his chair. A little gross, but it’s clean. He’s cleaned everything but the carpet by the front door. My neighbor suggested I sprinkle a little beef juice on the carpet to get him interested, and see what happens. I’ll give him until the weekend, if it isn’t cleaned I’ll do it the old fashioned way.
