Please don’t throw your meatballs my way if I say I am not a proponent of cheesy sauce. Adorning pasta with cheese is like putting a tie on a dog- while it sounds like a good idea, the truth is… it seems a bit over done.
I feel the same way when reading about the EU powercrats pondering Machiavellian moves within their eurocentric circles. These reports have all the makings of a Chef Boyardee Cheesy dinner gone mad. For in the midst of all the talk, reports have surfaced that the euromaniacs have decided to appoint The Master- I mean, a supreme eurocrat, literally- Le Grand Fromage.
Le Grand Fromage would so overshadow pitiful little statesmen like Le Cameron, that his shadow might never recover from the shock. Indeed, if sources from the press are true, le grand fromage may even supplant the O Master as the most diabolical character on the face of Skaro…I mean, Earth. But who, in their right mind, would support such an unelected, self-absorbed eurocratic meglomaniac? Oh, wait a minute, I forgot- we’re discussing meglomania…
So- if these unnamed, but highly shady, eurocentric powermongers get their way, all of Europe will become one giant cesspool of bureaucracy, destined to follow the pattern of such great empires as the Soviet Union, the UAR, the DNC, and the UPS. In other words, something really will stink in Denmark.
As for me, I plan on visiting the old sod someday again, knowing that the Irish people would never fall for that type of stupidity. After all, what smart nation would ever vote for, or allow, a shadowy character to run the day to day business of said great union? Surely…no one. Right?