Nov 2, 2010
election night (or why I love my mother)
"Don't you vote for that Melancon! You know why"
(My uncle to my mother, his sister)
"Good god, Warren, how long ago was that?"
"That don't matter."
"All I know is I ain't voting for that David Vitter. He ain't nothing but a Republican asshole, with his prostitutes and all that. I ain't never voted for a Republican and I'm not startin' now."
(Vitter's opponent, it seems, dated my aunt back in high school.
Hell, who knows, if we shake the family tree hard enough maybe one of my cousins was one of Vitter's prostitutes too)