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With the plethora of animals mentioned during this presidential campaign in the last few days—pit bulls and pigs, polar bears and moose, caribou and wolves—it sounds more like we’re in for forty days and nights of rain, instead of fifty-five days of campaigning; but in any event, one thing is certain. Both promise to produce a lot of crap. Now what I want to know is; who is this pig everyone’s talking about, and why are the candidates putting her down?Pigs are people too. I knew a couple in high school—girls who looked good in lipstick and the back seat of a ’57 Chevy. All the guys liked them, for a night or two at least, and they managed to put on their own lipstick, even if they were teenagers. Besides, it’s no big deal putting lipstick on a pig. It's kissing it off that's tough.
I was reminded of those “Night Moves” when Obama and McCain began talking about this poor, unloved, pig. One of them called it “sexist.” But where women are concerned, I like to think of it as sex-y!
Now a days, the term Cougar is vogue; gals who still put on their own lipstick, but are a bit older with lots-o-cash, and prowl the bars and clubs for younger guys to kiss, among other things. But young guys are inexperienced, and a bit naive, and must be cautious. Before they commit, they would d be wise to make sure their Cougar doesn’t have a walker hidden somewhere nearby. The new fold-up units are easy to hide under the bar.
So guys, remember (especially you young ones). The next time you’re in a bar, or a polling place, or a voting location, and you encounter a pig or a pit bull, a cougar or a caribou, a democrat or a republican—keep this one rule in mind. If she’s old enough to vote, and she’s old enough to buy you a couple-o-drinks, then she’s old enough to know how to pull the lever.


