So,
as I’m sitting at my computer writing poetry and sending money to young children, I hear a strange sound emitting from my kitchen. Hmmmmm. It sounded like hail hitting the roof of my car. “What could that be?” I thought as I completed my donation to “Illegals With No Hats” on my computer.
I stood to walk to my kitchen and heard a lot of scurrying going on. I tip-toed to the kitchen and, just before I turned on the light, I could see a lot of movement there. The light reached full illumination, and I could see the cabinet door under my sink moving ever so slightly. I approached the door slowly and, when I reached the door, I pulled it open in a forceful manner. As I stood there, illegals started popping out like popcorn popping out of an uncovered pan; 24 in total. They emerged like those compressed sponges you buy and put in water to become full size.
They charged me as if I were the southern border, ran down the stairs, and exited my humble dwelling.
Who were those people?
2006-07-27
19:14:42
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kubrickian
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Politics & Government
➔ Immigration
DAMN VIOLATIONS!! How can someone report someone else for relating a traumatic experience?
But fear not for I have many “kurickan” accounts. Pro illegals cannot silence me!
2006-07-27
19:14:54 ·
update #1