Monday, July 12, 2004

My Assignment

Being an undercover conservative in New York City is about to get intersting. These libshits are just so sure that I must be one of them. If I can say to them with a straight face that admitting to being a Bush supporter is worse than to being a Communist these days. And they gleefully agree with me, pumping their heads up and down as they buy me another top-shelf drink.

Last week I met a guy who thinks he's oh-so-clever because he's going to infiltrate the RNC as a volunteer to work against them from the inside. (What's he going to do, talk them to death?) All I can say is that I hope he's at the RNC volunteer orientation I'm going to tomorrow night.

It's going to be fun coming up with diabolicals way of using my undercover conservative status in the weeks leading up to the convention. I mean, I don't plan on converting anyone; I just eke out some revenge for all the crap I've put up with from confederacy of liberal dunces. However, I've got to find something better than just getting free drinks. For one thing, that could blow my cover. I'm a Hooch Hawk.