A MUCH NEEDED DAY OFF

I got a phone call from President Bush. He wanted to know what I thought of his new Supreme Court nominee, Harriet Miers. I told him she would be a fine fit in the court, but in reality, I’m personally worried about her lack of experience. George seemed so happy; I didn’t want to burst his bubble. All else aside, it can only help me to have a new person on the court, as it would detract attention from me. With someone else to haze, maybe the other justices would leave me alone.
After dinner, Jack and I played an X-BOX game. We played a multi-player map, and I wasted him over and over. He was getting so mad; it was really funny. The phone rang, and I answered it. It was a gruff old voice on the other line that repeatedly said, “Don’t go back to work tomorrow, loser!” I heard laughter in the background, as if a group of people were listening in. Although the caller tried disguising his voice, I had an idea who it was. After he hung up, I looked at the caller ID. It said, “Stevens, John Paul.” How immature.
Before bed, Jane told me that if I want to get on the other justices’ good side, I should bring them all a treat. I’ll probably stop by Krispy Kreme on the way to work. No one can resist Krispy Kreme.
Until tomorrow,
John Roberts, #17
1 Comments:
EVEN THE CHIEF JUSTICE GETS SPAMMED, IT SEEMS.
DON'T MAKE ME TURN THE WORD VERIFICATION FEATURE ON, PUNK!
Post a Comment
<< Home