The pledge:
Should George W. Bush be declared the official winner of the November 2 election and be re-installed as acting President of the United States, I the undersigned, a Canadian citizen, pledge to liberate, through the legal and binding act of marriage, a willing citizen of the United States of America, of a gender of my choosing, and with one or all of the following political leanings:
- discouraged Democrat,
- reformed Republican,
- apolitical with limited world-domination tendencies.
In addition, I promise to help my new Yankee spouse to adapt to life in the great white north, keeping them safe from (gratuitous) invasion of privacy, and to provide him/her with a reasonable supply of Timbits.
Of course, Nola and I are no longer available to assist materially in this worthy goal, but no reason for lots of you single folks to let I*heart*trees1985 or LeftyLucy snap up all the best prospects.
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What I want to know is, what the heck’s a Timbit? Does it have anything to do with Tim Horton’s or hockey?
That may be a state secret, but whatttheheck… It’s a doughnut hole from Tim Horton’s.
Hmmm. Four years of evangelical neofascism vs. life without Krispy Kremes… It’s a tough call.
No need to give up Krispy Kremes; they’ve expanded northwards.
(I noticed the other day that bakeries put signs saying stuff like, “Doughnuts! Fresh-baked!” Except that’s not how you make doughnuts. But I supposed “Doughnuts! Freshly Deep-Fried!” wouldn’t have quite the right feel to it.)