you still might not get the Palins to divorce. Listen, Grif: life is a cold, cruel place.
And sometimes, you don’t get a pony, no matter how much you really, really want it.*
Plus, it turns out that Andrew Sullivan is the real mother of Trig Palin. Cassie’s got the proof, and remarks:
Explains a lot, don’t it? The tear soaked demands, the hormonal rants, the sudden cravings for copies of other people’s personal records …
Why, I’ll be swizzled!
* Actually, I couldn’t care less if the Palins were getting divorced, but there’s something unseemly about this rush to bury their marriage when it ain’t dead yet, and probably isn’t even ailing. Somebody once told me that Alaska’s state bird was actually the mosquito. Turns out, it’s a vulture.
Reagan got divorced once, BTW. Then he became President. For two terms. Don’t pin all your hopes on one star, boys and girls.
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Best response ever, though:
“Have you SEEN Todd?”
Laughed myself sick.
“I may be just a renegade hockey mom, but I’m not blind.”