…I say ‘alas’ because I wanted the judge to present his judgement by taking out a extra large Coke, drinking the whole thing down in one shot while staring at Nanny Bloomberg – and then burp ferociously in the mayor’s face.
OK, that wasn’t going to happen. It probably shouldn’t have happened. It’s highly immature of me to want it to happen.
PS: If you are advising a GOP candidate or politician, make damned sure that he or she gets on camera taking a swig from a Big Gulp, makes a toast in the general direction of NYC, and cheerfully declaims “Stay thirsty, my friends.” STAT.