We had a choice to make: get as mad as our fearful leaders got at the kid, or to make light of all of it.
We picked light because we refuse to get depressed. And because we know that the vast majority of government workers are good folks.
So, in our strange view of the world, we still believe in bridges.
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Hey Govt., I am offering you scrap metal spot price for that obsolete Liberty Bell. Gonna be b'day present for a kid in HK.
Govt. just realized manual printing press at Constitution Center Philadelphia is not
Hey Govt., WTF? Saw you all over the news and your makeup looked sooooo bad, think about getting help or take a spa break.
Hey Govt., all this wailing. Thought somebody died, then heard your little one ran away. He doing okay? Cool Daddy is in Berlin?
Hey Govt., there's no wrath than a Govt scorned, eh? What's with uncle Al Kade? Havn't seen him for a while? Hugs.
Hey Govt., so you took out a secret restraining order? Uncle John Walrus is mad about Benedict Arnold? He's so behind the times.
Hey Govt., I said last week you'd told Angela, still, her...! She was such a wall flower, and now, oh, you're "friends".
Hey Govt., I think it is weird you use the military with Byte Prods on your people in peacetime. Any news of your son?
Hey Govt., sorry you failed Mensa again. Don't feel bad, you got the brawn, it's not all about brains. Me, c'm on, y' know. Hugs
Hey Govt., you are talking to the Taliban and not to your kid, your own flesh and blood? You must be hopping mad at him. Hugs.
Hey Govy, you said you were not interested in online porn. So, what about those BSDM rumors? Hugs.
Hey Govy, gotta go now. Say hi to Uncle Sam if you seen him again, I really like the old geezer. Pls talk to your kid. Hugs.
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