I just finished voting for the first time in a long time.
I don't feel any different than I did before I voted.
But I own a couple of really short pencils now.
So it won't be a total bust, regardless.
Stephen Harper was the kid in class who would remind the teacher about homework.
"You forgot to give us our spelling test, teacher."
That's Harper the kid.
Impeccable sweater. Cold, dead eyes.
Yes, a Prime Minister only a mother could love.
I've been meaning to ask you this for ages, but I haven't been speaking:
Would you rather be famous and die in a plane crash
OR
Be a nobody and get hit by a bus?
Think about it.
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