Tuesday, August 30, 2005
The Next Line of Defence
Oh, another thing happened today.

My boss told me that since Dubya has called all the National Guard people off to Iraq, there isn't any assistance around for the hurricane season.

"New Orleans is drowning, and there's no one to help?" you ask, timidly.

Not so, my friends! For, before the Boy Scouts run to the aid of sinking cities, it is we, Georgia Department of Corruption Officers, who are next in line to stack sandbags all over the place and clean up the smell of floating dead.

They're recruiting the youngest first. So, since I'm the only one in the office under the age of thirty...off I go, perhaps.

Aiding my country.

Well, don't get all fussy. We've all known I'm a patriot, through and through.
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