It's True. I'm back...
(A Special Post By Billiam Dunne)
Ok, it's true, I'm back. Working at Hippo's is hard work, believe me. Ever since Mirch and his hooligans had me booted from the Dormitory Authority for hitting on a 12-year-old, I've had a hard time finding time to post. But I'm back, with an all-new segment. From now until Election Day, I'll keep you updated on the goings on inside my party. No one really talks about us because, well, we don't matter. But I'll let you know what's going on.
So, first things first. We have a new program in the Democratic Party here in Rensselaer County. Based on some previously unfortunate events (see below), we've instituted mandatory designated drivers on Elections and Primary nights. Everyone knows that our Party is the best at throwing stones when we're surrounded by glass, and drinking and driving is no different. The first adventure in this new plan took place earlier this month on Primary Night when we were trying to convince the voters that even though we earn so much more money than them, and know what's good for them more than they themselves do, we should be the Party with the Working Families Line. Well, is some cases it worked. Others, not so much.
What is clear is the designated driver program was quite efficient. Last time Sue Steele was out on the roads undersupervised, we saw this:
Well never mind, but it did involve a bus, some beer, and a few choice words.
Not anymore. Thanks to Michael Rourke and his $60,000 BMW, Sue was safe, and so was our Party. Hooray!
As for my own Working Families Battle, well, check this out- Bill Dunne- 10, Opponent-7. Who cares if he didn't know he was running for office, or that he not once, but twice, threw himself into the Hudson River off a bridge, a win is a win. And we won. Go Team Dunne.
Back tomorrow, with a look at my running mates in the at-large area.
Ok, it's true, I'm back. Working at Hippo's is hard work, believe me. Ever since Mirch and his hooligans had me booted from the Dormitory Authority for hitting on a 12-year-old, I've had a hard time finding time to post. But I'm back, with an all-new segment. From now until Election Day, I'll keep you updated on the goings on inside my party. No one really talks about us because, well, we don't matter. But I'll let you know what's going on.
So, first things first. We have a new program in the Democratic Party here in Rensselaer County. Based on some previously unfortunate events (see below), we've instituted mandatory designated drivers on Elections and Primary nights. Everyone knows that our Party is the best at throwing stones when we're surrounded by glass, and drinking and driving is no different. The first adventure in this new plan took place earlier this month on Primary Night when we were trying to convince the voters that even though we earn so much more money than them, and know what's good for them more than they themselves do, we should be the Party with the Working Families Line. Well, is some cases it worked. Others, not so much.
What is clear is the designated driver program was quite efficient. Last time Sue Steele was out on the roads undersupervised, we saw this:
Well never mind, but it did involve a bus, some beer, and a few choice words.
Not anymore. Thanks to Michael Rourke and his $60,000 BMW, Sue was safe, and so was our Party. Hooray!
As for my own Working Families Battle, well, check this out- Bill Dunne- 10, Opponent-7. Who cares if he didn't know he was running for office, or that he not once, but twice, threw himself into the Hudson River off a bridge, a win is a win. And we won. Go Team Dunne.
Back tomorrow, with a look at my running mates in the at-large area.
1 Comments:
I was at the fundraiser when Sue had a little too much to drink. Sue and M. Lynne were playing quarters at the bar. The loser got to be the party chairwoman. Thank God Lynne lost because Sue could not have handled the job. Thank God that CDTA bus was there to stop Soccer Mom Sue from plunging her minivan into the Hudson. If we lost Sue who else would call Sound Off for us and post on the Polloi. Keep up the great work, Sue. Remember .08, Don't Blow It.
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