After 12 years in power, Monday’s election saw Paul Martin’s Liberal Party scrambling for last minute vote-getters. We will have to wait until tomorrow to see if new mascot ‘Lucky the Healthcare Greyhound’ made much of a difference.
Monday’s Quotelet: Run You Liberal Dogs, Run.
So, I took Killer here to Brokeback Mountain, and he’s been listening to Elton John, and dressing like a woman ever since.
Desperate for voter support, incumbent Prime Minister Paul Martin swore to eradicate “dog breath” from all Canadian homes.
The Primeminister’s bomb sniffing dog, Sheba, detects a faint odour of shit blowing into town as the Conservatives jump ahead in the polls.
Pepper assures the rest of Canada that it will be like going to sleep… in a giant blender.
“Pepper” the friendly pound puppy assures Martin’s wife that it will be quick and painless. Kind of like going to sleep.
Desperate for an 11th hour goodwill gesture, Martin appeals to the Canadian branch of the ASPCA – The ASPC Holy Fuck, Eh?
Excited for the impending change of leadership in Canada, Mitzy the Greyhound put on her best jacket, booties and Canadian scarf to celebrate. Tres Pedigree Shiek, Eh?
Mitzy and her owner were overwhelmed to find out that she was Tyra Banks first candidate for her new show: Canada’s Next Top Model.
What else can one say. Perhaps the 219th reason will sway Art.
After seeing this photo, Art was inspired to disguise himself as a Mastiff in order to infiltrate Harper’s inner-circle.
Garret the dog is congratulated by Liberals after mistaking Conservative leader Stephen Harper for a tree and marking his territory on him. Later that same day, a group of First Nations attempted to carve Harper into a totem pole.