Last night, Sarah Palin made an appearance at the bar where I used to work. I'm not going to comment on anything other than the outfit she chose to wear. I guess her people* did a bit of research into what the local girls were wearing because she was totally rocking a white t-shirt, jeans, a Phillies jersey, and a leopard print belt. Leopard. Print.
Holler atcher hometown.
She woulda fit in a little better if she woulda thought to line her lips with brown eyeliner and brought her baby (he's retarded, btw, and not aborted) into the bar. And wore gold heels. Or red. Her choice. Probably the red would be better to match the Phils jersey.
*yes, those people. The ones who told her to just shut her damn mouth and start hanging at the taverns before she lost the election for the old man.
ps- Sarah would have never stepped foot in that place if she knew what goes on behind the scenes in that place.
pps- Oh no, I don't mean the kitchen is dirty or anything like that. It's very clean actually. During business hours.
9.27.2008
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Also, I wonder what Sarah would think about me if I told her I like to leave my baby with someone else and hang out at the Pub.
You and me both.
I never knew what an important destination the Pub was when I worked there. Do you think somebody spit in her food? Can't imagine Palin's popular with Philly cats....
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