Apparently, a few conservatives, who clearly have nothing better to do, now that they're no longer in control of anything in the government short of dog catcher, are planning to send a protest to the Obama administration today about...something, I'm not exactly sure what...by teabagging. They're teabagging today, on Tax Day.
Well, you all know that I am NOTHING if not a sympathetic and politically considerate human being. So, in a show of solidarity...if not complete understanding...I tried...really, I did, to stage my own teabagging event, here in Eldredge. Today.
"Corb, can I teabag you?" I asked, last night, as soon as I came home from work.
Corb looked up from his computer. He was obsessively looking up new cars, now that his attention has moved away from houses. He stared at me for a moment and then said, "Um...no."
Well, far be it from me to just stop there. "Are you sure? It'd be for Republicans. You know much much I love them."
Corb shook his head and returned to pricing new cars.
"How about if I teabagged you while you were sleeping? I could do it, like, around two o'clock in the morning."
Corb looked up, once again. "If you did, I would be forced to hurt your...um, teabags."
"But how would you know that I was doing it? You'd be fast asleep!"
Corb shook his head. "I'd know, Ted. Believe me."
Well, I tried. And I'm sad to report that I slept through the night last night, and was too tired to wake up at two. But, the days still young, Conservative America! I could still try and teabag Corb later in the day...of course, we have the kids tonight...that might be kind of shocking them...
And, of course, I've got to mail out my tax forms...
Hmmm. Can someone else take over my teabagging duties?