Off Color Remarks
For many years now - in fact, for just about as long as I can remember - I've been Polish. Sure, I'm also Irish, German, Iroquois, Russian, and a shameful bit of Swedish that we don't talk about, but mostly I'm Polish. You can tell by my mom's maiden name which has 17 consonants and 2 vowels. But that's not the point.
The point is, my Polish brothers and sisters, that we of the Land of Pole have been the butt of jokes for many a year. And frankly, some cake decorators aren't helping the situation.
HMMM HMMMMM HM HM HMM HUUUUM
HM HM HMMMM HUMMM!
HMM HM HM HM HM HM
HUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
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What, the Wreckorator thought we wouldn't notice?!? Huh?
I mean, c'mon, our flag is way wider than that.
Thanks, Cristen. Oh, and for the rest of you: keep in mind that the two comment moderators here are me and my sister Anne-Marie, and we share slightly warped Polish/Irish mean streaks. So comment...carefully.
Best comment so far: ugh, I wouldn't touch that with a 6 foot Pole (wait, how tall are you?)-tjbmurph