My daughter and my thoughts on WEINER.

Anjali & I were sleeping on the couch when cries from a big Weiner woke us up.  I don't know about you but I never like being woken up by a whiney weiner.  My daughter then smiled at me as if to say what a weiner and then went back to sleep.  

I then saw the photos and said what workout is he doing because my workout isn't working.  Then I said this is stupid I have been doing push-ups forever and my chest doesn't look like that.  Then I thought maybe I should shave my chest.  Then I thought maybe he uses congressmen steroids.  Then I thought at least I have a cute nose.  Then I thought I haven't cried like Weiner since I saw Bambi come home.     


...and lastly I thought how many weiners do we need in our Government before we realize the oath of office should be changed to as follows...

I do solemnly swear that I will leave my weiner in my pants and support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all weiners, foreign and domestic;...  ...that I will  keep my weiner to myself and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me keep my weiner in my pants God.


Until tomorrow.

Jai