Thursday, December 3, 2009

a slice of life

"You're not the real Saddam," the boy said, folding his arms defiantly.

"Saddam is very busy," the mall Saddam patiently explained, "but I'm one of his very special helpers. Saddam trusts me, so go ahead and tell me your Arbor Day wishes and I'll make sure Saddam gets them."

Then the boy in the blue shorts farted.