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The Giraffe Heard ‘Round the World.

A few weeks ago, while putting together the blog posting about our newest cabinet members, I had to go find a photo of a giraffe, as our giraffe refuses to have his photo taken.  It has something to do with a thing called “Megan’s Law” and it’s supposed to be “on the Q.T.” so I didn’t ask any more.  Anyway, I find a photo.  You might recall what it looks like.  Well, okay the 14 of you who read the post.


So, I find this photo online off a random google image search, and it comes up in a stock library of animal photos.  Perfect.  He’s gorgeous.

This is on November 3rd.

And then this post is from Kotaku on November 15th, conveniently when Simpson/Hemstad is on the campaign trail in D.C.

From this very flimsy coincidence it’s easy to deduce with absolute certainty that Kotaku are avid, if not silent Simpson/Hemstead supporters.  They are also thieves.  But mostly supporters.  And that’s flattering.

Boneless Moses!!!  I guess it’s also pretty clear that someone over there has a SERIOUS giraffe fetish.  Maybe that’s why they’re supporters.  I feel we should clear this up right now; Kotaku, Simpson/Hemstead will NOT be legalizing man/giraffe love.  WILL NOT.

But isn’t the fact that it’s taboo make it that much more thrilling?

Seriously, it’s a good place to go for gaming information, and it’s part of the Gizmodo network, so there’s a bunch of fun pop culture goodness across their affiliated sites, even for a group of closeted giraffe f@ckers.

Wait, What? Another Election?

Once again we’ve had another election and once again someone forgot to tell Simpson/Hemstead.  I blame our new strategist.  But she’s young and new to the business so I can’t really give her too much shit about it.

Okay, so, she's a dog.

I’m not authorized to comment on the validity of hiring a Maltese puppy as a campaign strategist, I just know that Simpson/Hemstead does not discriminate against ANY applicant regardless of race, gender, religion or species*.  What I know is she came in to campaign headquarters with vim and vigor and didn’t even pee on the rug (which immediately puts her ahead of Hemstead in terms of social graces) and she had some wild and exciting ideas and she kept licking my hand.  Besides, it’s not like really matters right?

Oh right, we missed another election.

This is going to come as a blow to our concession speech writer.  Yes, we have a dedicated concession speech writer.  Our speech writer was getting depressed only writing what he called “shame tomes” for every one of our defeats, and he hated the inevitable calls from the rivals asking exactly who the f@#k we were, so we hired a concession speech writer.

Okay, actually she’s more of a concession speech DICTATOR, as she has no arms.

Our opposition is getting tired of being called "good girl".

I guess she’s going to be busy.  I’m not sure how Jerry Brown is going to like being called a good girl.  Maybe I can convince her to go down her other tried and true option, asking the opposition if they would tickle her. Crap, we should maybe find someone with a thicker repertoire.  On the upside though she does speak fluent dog so she can translate for our campaign strategist.   Although now that I think of it, mostly what our campaign strategist seems to be saying is that she’s a good girl and would like a tickle.


See, this is why we can’t have nice things.

I swear America, we’re getting our collective shit together over at campaign headquarters (which is piling up now that three of us crap on the floor a lot – BAD HEMSTEAD).  I think it’s time we start looking to hire someone who can give us an overall picture of the political fracas.  I think we need an adviser who can stand at something of a distance to guide our team through the defensive positions of a firmly entrenched political system, like an offensive coordinator sitting in the booth at a football game.  Going back through our resume stack I think I’ve found the perfect candidate:

single handedly deforesting Washington DC.

*Irish need not apply.

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