Remember that? The little old lady yelling “Where’s the Beef?” And then later, when chicken nuggets were introduced, the same company wailed “Parts is Parts” against that other fast food retailer whose nuggets were formed from various parts of chickens, instead of whole meat. Ol’ Dave was a marketing genius.
I tend to shy away from things that frighten me like flying monkeys, Sith Lords and car salesmen. I held my tongue, resisting the urge to smirk and say – look, she took off her helmet. Funny, but The Anchoress got a completely different slant and channeled Ethel Merman on that one. But I digress…. I always knew that if she ever got enough rope, she’d hang herself. The media, her own fellow party members, even my pesky neighbor have all bashed her for stumbling at last week’s debate. Perilous Pelosi put her down for playing the gender card. How about the Multiple Face Lift card? Ha! But GM Roper has the absolute last word on the matter. (Warning – liquid alert!)
Entering the Theatre of the Absurd we find our seats and sit. The orchestra tune their instruments and we see the lights briefly flare and then die down, the show is about to begin. Softly, a spot gleams center stage showing only the hint of the star of the show. As the spot comes up, thunderous applause sounds throughout the theater as more and more recognize her in all her glory:
Vagina! Senator of New York
Remember, parts is parts. Which chicken nugget would you order?
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