Fifty Shades of Grey Matter
Predator Press
[LOBO]
"So who are you voting for?" Barbarossa asks in a disinterested, sing-song manner.
"Obama," I reply through a foamy upper lip. Setting the large mug down authoritatively on the bar with my left hand I simultaneously hold my right fist to my heart, belching softly. "Jesus. Are you kidding? The Dems are going to hunt the rich people down and burn them at the stake."
Looking to me from the overhead television for the first time in a half hour, he grunts. "I never had you pegged as a Liberal."
"I'm not," I reply. "At some point the Conservatives will get tired of being burned at the stake, and hire me to eliminate the 'Liberal Scourge' out of desperation. Remember, the Republicans have all the money. And guns."
"Wow. What's fucking awesome," Barbarossa ponders. "You're gonna play one side to eliminate the other. Then what?"
"I dunno," I shrug at the television. "Margaritas maybe?"
[LOBO]
"So who are you voting for?" Barbarossa asks in a disinterested, sing-song manner.
"Obama," I reply through a foamy upper lip. Setting the large mug down authoritatively on the bar with my left hand I simultaneously hold my right fist to my heart, belching softly. "Jesus. Are you kidding? The Dems are going to hunt the rich people down and burn them at the stake."
Looking to me from the overhead television for the first time in a half hour, he grunts. "I never had you pegged as a Liberal."
"I'm not," I reply. "At some point the Conservatives will get tired of being burned at the stake, and hire me to eliminate the 'Liberal Scourge' out of desperation. Remember, the Republicans have all the money. And guns."
"Wow. What's fucking awesome," Barbarossa ponders. "You're gonna play one side to eliminate the other. Then what?"
"I dunno," I shrug at the television. "Margaritas maybe?"
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