“Hrm, what do I have on my lip? Is that mustard?
…but I haven’t had mustard for /weeks/.
Wait, no, not mustard. Tastes more like… pickling fluid? No, can’t be. Curry powder? Could be curry powder.
Wait, what was I doing again?
Oh, right, that reporter had asked me a question. Let’s see… have I ever made a mistake…? Hrmm. Gosh, what do I say? What do I say? Um.
French dressing! That’s what that is. I
had that salad for lunch. That’s right.
But mistakes. Focus, George, focus. Mistakes. Man, it’s taking me a long time to answ– wait. I had /ranch/ on that salad. So what the hell is this? Wait, I’d better say something.
Looks like someone’s already breaking the
‘One Question Rule’. Guess they’re not
listening to the will of the people.
Okay, good, they’re laughing. That bought me a little time. Man, what IS this? Vinegar? No. Gosh, I haven’t had vinegar in YEARS, it CAN’T be vinegar. Or, wait, did Laura put some on the…? Right, right, mistakes. They’re starting to look at me funny again.
I’m sure there will be historians who
will look back and say, well, he should
have done it this way, or he should have
done it that way, but…
SALSA DIP! That’s right. Karl brought in that salsa dip with the lime and cilantro and hot peppers in it. That’s right. I forgot, ’cause I only had a little dollup of it, but, yeah. Okay. MISTAKES, dammit! MISTAKES, George, you have to answer the question!
Um, no, I can’t, uh… think of any
off the top of my head.
Er, wait, /did/ I have the salsa? Oh, dammit, I just blew that fucking question. Dammit.