So I Messed Up a Little
And I guess I gotta hand it to ol' Hillary -- when your opponent messes up, you rub his face in it like you would a dog who crapped inside the house.
Just let me set the record straight. When I referred to Cuba and said, "I don't imagine they're coming here to bring greetings from Castro. We're living in the era of the suitcase bomb," I was a little confused on my geography. I really meant to talk about Arabs and them people over there in the Middle East.
I picked the wrong swarthy colored people. OK, I messed it up. Let's move on, folks.
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