I am weary of the GOP trying to sell destructive policies, because "we promised the voters."
Mr. R. says to Mrs. R., “We need to buy Jr. a pony.”
“Junior doesn’t need a pony.”
“But I promised him one when we were dating. I told him, I know you like your real dad better, but if you will be nice to me while I am dating your mom, I will buy you a pony.”
“That was years ago, and we don’t have the money for a pony, or anywhere to put it.”
“But I promise him every Sunday, to make him play outside so we can have time alone.”
“I can’t believe you are still promising that. You know we can’t do it.”
Mrs. R says to Mr. R, “Where is the dog? I haven’t seen him lately.”
“I sold him.”
“You sold him? We have had him since he was a puppy.”
“We will need the room when we get the pony.”
“We are not getting a pony. What did you tell Junior?”
“I told him if he wanted to get a pony the dog had to go. Then I told him to stop crying.”
Mr. R. says to Mrs. R., “Sorry about the cat.”
“What about the cat?’
“If we are going to have a pony...”
“Would you shut up about the pony? Did you give away the cat?”
“No, I didn’t give away the cat. And the vet said the leg will heal.”
“You hurt the cat?”
“Junior is too attached to it. Just because his real dad gave it to him. I also broke his bat and tore down the basketball goal. I am dad now.”
“You are sick.”
“You won’t say that when you see the pony.”
Mr. R. to Mrs. R: “Come see the pony.”
“OMG, that poor thing is nearly dead. He is skinny as a rail, and has saddle sores.”
“But he is a pony, and I promised Junior a pony.”
“That pony will be lucky to live long enough for Junior to get home from school. Get rid of it.”
Mr. R. to Mrs. R: “Come see the pony.”
“That is not a pony, that is a mule.”
“I promised Junior a pony and he is going to have one.”
“But this is a mule.”
“I know, but I promised him a pony and he is going to have one.”