Riddle me this: Did Eunice Kennedy Shriver decide to spend her afterlife working with pipers and drummers instead of the differently abled? I gotta wonder... maybe in this life she wasn't as good as we've been lead to believe. I mean, really. Would you rather work with differently abled peeps or drunken firemen and cops? I realize I've possibly just offended several groups of people, but as a drunken half- Irish woman, I feel somehow entitled. Plus the mister donates to the fire department every year. So just stop it. Before you even start, just stop it.
PS: Tell me that's not her. I won't believe you.
