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Edited on Wed Aug-22-07 07:29 AM by Totally Committed
Once upon a time, there was a "girl" named Goldilocks. She went for a walk in the forest. Pretty soon, she came upon a house. She knocked and, when no one answered, she walked right in. She was a Senator in her own right, but her husband had once been the President, so she felt she was entitled to just go in.
At the table in the kitchen, there were three bowls of porridge. Goldilocks was hungry. She tasted the porridge from the first bowl. She was a Senator in her own right, but her husband had once been the President, so she felt she was entitled to just eat and porridge she damned-well wanted.
"This porridge is too hot!" she exclaimed. She looked at the placecard. "Obama"... "That figures," she thought to herself, and moved on. She tasted the porridge from the second bowl.
"This porridge is too cold," she said. Again, she checked the placecard. "Kucinich"... "Ugh!" she exclaimed, and wiped her mouth roughly with her napkin. She didn't want any of his "crybaby" cooties!
So, she tasted the last bowl of porridge.
"Ahhh, this porridge is just right," she said. She checked out the last placecard. "Corporate America's Darling," it said. She knew she found the bowl meant just for her. She ate it all up, greedily.
After she'd eaten the three bears' breakfasts she decided she was feeling a little tired. So, she walked into the living room where she saw three chairs. Goldilocks sat in the first chair to rest her feet.
"This chair is too big!" she exclaimed. She checked the name embroidered on the pillow sitting in the chair. "Gore," it said.
So she sat in the second chair.
"This chair is too big, too!" she whined. The name on the pillow was "Clark".
So she tried the last and smallest chair.
"Ahhh, this chair is just right," she sighed. "The DLC's Darling" was what the pillow said. But just as she settled down into the chair to rest, it broke into pieces!
Goldilocks was very tired by this time, so she went upstairs to the bedroom.
She lay down in the first bed, but it was too hard. The name carved in the headboard was "Thompson".
Then she lay in the second bed, but it was too soft. The name carved in the headboard was "Romney".
Then she lay down in the third bed and it was just right. The name carved in the headboard was "AIPAC's Darling". Goldilocks fell asleep, secure in the knowlege she was in the right bed, and might even get some real $$$ for choosing to sleep there.
As she was sleeping, the bears came home.
"Someone's been eating my porridge," growled the Obama bear.
"Someone's been eating my porridge," said the Kucinich bear.
"Someone's been eating my porridge and they ate it all up!" cried the Corporate bear.
"Someone's been sitting in my chair," growled the Gore bear.
"Someone's been sitting in my chair," said the Clark bear.
"Someone's been sitting in my chair and they've broken it all to pieces," cried the DLC bear.
They decided to look around some more and when they got upstairs to the bedroom, Thompson bear growled, "Someone's been sleeping in my bed."
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed, too" said the Romney bear.
"Someone's been sleeping in my bed and she's still there!" exclaimed the AIPAC bear. "I need to give her some $$$ for her devotion!"
Just then, Goldilocks woke up and saw the bears. She screamed, "This isn't a dream" And she jumped up and ran out of the room. Goldilocks ran down the stairs, and assembled a campaign staff. She knew there would be an election, after all.
THE END
:)
TC
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