So I got arrested again today. No biggie. They tell me all the great ones do it. Jesse Jackson, Susan B. Anthony, Roger Rabbit, Axl Rose and now me Cindy Sheehan. Did I ever think my incredible journey that began at Camp Casey would take me to the White House or jail? Yeah actually. I always believed that. Of course we were smoking a lot of peyote out there in Crawford. I know all you Jews, Republicans, and warmongers are really happy right now because you think you won, but you are all very wrong. See my whole boo-hoo protest thing was never about us leaving Iraq or peace or any of that bull-hooey. My rise to activist glory was focused on one goal: getting into Playboy magazine. It has always been my life-long dream to bare my goodies for all the world to see. After years of unsuccessfully chasing the Girls Gone Wild crew and NEVER making the cut, I realized I needed to become famous because somebody will always pay to see a celebrity hag get naked. And tonight all my months of whining like a menopausal jackal have finally paid off! Hugh Hefner came by my cell with the offer that I have waited my whole life for! Just you wait, world! Soon I WILL BE one of The Girls Next Door and marrying Tommy Lee!!! Tee-hee.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
