So what did your parents say when you asked them to look after our puppy doggy for a month or so?

 

Dimmy! You idiot! Do I look like I'm sinking? Come on in, it's not quicksand! Honest!

 

Keen on Green

Lord Old Weaselturds! Did you see all the crap that went on today on TV? All the big shot politicians were apologizing from all sides of their two faces to us natives. It went on for hours! Stephen Harper had a frog in his throat, Jack Layton had to wipe a tear off his face and that little French guy. . . isn't he a citizen of France? Well, I don't know what he was doing there but he was just as phony as the rest of them. They think all they have to do is stand up and say, "Sorry for this, sorry for that, sorry, sorry, sorry." Well, I have something to say too. I'm sorry but sorry just don't cut it! Jeez! I don't know why it takes you whities so long to learn anything! We don't want nansy pansy words. . . we want money! Our great and famous chief Noisybum wrote it all on a big rock hundreds of years ago: WE own 123% of this whole country! He said it was okay to let Whitie live here for awhile as long as they paid us lots of money. Well, you've been here for a long time now, amd you HAVE given us a lot of money, millions and billions, but we want more. It's a frigging big country! So you can apologize and talk and talk all you want but for us we only listen when money talks. When money talks we listen. What part of that do you Whities not understand? So you can flush all your apologies down your fancy toilets! WE WANT MONEY!
Thank you and may the four winds blow your money to us!
Chief Running-Ass-With-Broken-Leg

Dimmy