NOVEMBER 4, 2012 10:45PM

Preparing For The Worst

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Well, it's coming down to the wire. 

In a previous post I said that if Romney wins this election I am going to hit myself over the head with a cast iron frying pan until I lose consciousness for four years. However, it has come to my attention that in that event, I'll miss the season premiere of MOB WIVES. So I have recanted my threat. I mean, life goes on.

I will stay conscious in the event of a Romney win, but in a very, very bad mood. For four years. It's the least I can do for The Movement.

We all, however, have to survive whatever befalls us, be it space garbage or Mitt. So I've been planning.

Since Hurricane Sandy, everyone is talking about making an emergency kit in case of natural disaster. Well, I am going to make an emergency kit in case of political and existential disaster: A Romney win.

It will include:

1. A dictionary. I will have to learn waaaaay more words that mean "vitriol". Eloquence will be key in a world gone mad. 

2. A Tetanus shot. I expect to be doing a lot of throwing myself at the television and other rusty nailed objects during the four years. For relief.

3. Tweezers. The end of the world is no reason to grow a unibrow. No reason at all. Because if we are not a well-tweezed movement, then, truly, the Republicans will have won. They have so many blondes. They could go weeks without tweezing, I bet. Jewish gals grow a 'stach between bites of our morning bagel. That is why everyone hates us. That is also why Jewish men don't want to date us.

4. A new dental bite guard. They don't make  material strong enough to stop the teeth grinding I will be doing.

5. A new black friend and a lesbian wife. I will need to make a strong statement during a Republican administration. My old black friend Wade has been busy with his own life and cannot, evidently, make the time to hang with me and make me look progressive. I miss Wade. I looked good with Wade on my arm. People knew I was a liberal.

Too bad Wade's wife isn't into me. I could marry the both of them, raise our kids Communist, and totally ruin America for Mitt. Yep, I gotta find me a wife. Ooh, maybe I can find a black wife. Maybe Wanda Sykes. OMG, how bitchen would THAT be? Mrs. Dr. Strangemom Sykes. I know I am against taking on a married name but, for fuck's sake, it's WANDA SYKES. Who doesn't love Wanda Sykes? I bet even Robin would take her name.

Oh. Right. I am veering from the point of this post: My emergency kit. It needs one more thing.

6. A full layette and diapers, in case I am illegitimately raped.  I just hope my rapist will know which kind of rape he is performing. My luck, I'll get a low-information rapist who didn't listen when Aikensexplained it. 

And that ought to do it. 

Now, I am going to climb into my binder and wait.

 

 

 

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I'm all for your original suggestion, to essentially induce a four-year coma. You can always DVR Mob Wives. (I'd search out some good drugs as opposed to a frying pan though; that way if you overdo it and kill yourself, at least you won't have a weird shaped head and people won't be able to make fun of you at your viewing. At least not for that anyway.
It's A Starter List...but a good one! R
The Movement can be a burden.
So the lighting/grainy-ness of your avatar photo is purposeful, correct? 'Cause it hides your 'stach pretty well.