Taking a short break from politics this afternoon to enjoy a Red Sox chuckle from Karen in Boston:
Auntie Em: There, there, lie quiet now. You just had a weird
dream.
Dorothy: But it wasn't a dream. This was a real, a truly live
trade.
And I remember that Beckett wasn't very nice -- but most of it was
beautiful because the Dodgers ate all the money.
But just the same, all
Gonzalez kept saying to everybody was, 'I want to go home!' And they sent him
home.
(All Laugh)
Doesn't anybody believe me?
Uncle Henry: Of
course we believe you, Dorothy.
Dorothy: Oh, but anyway, Toto, Beckett
is gone! Gone! And this is our clubhouse -- and we don't have to pay
Crawford!
And they're not going to blame us, ever again, because Larry loves
you all!
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
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