Don’t worry. You can say you’re sorry later…

Correct.

From what I’ve been told, the stink that good, ol’ fashioned penal labor endured to make the Statehouse presentable for the waning days of the legislative session was epic in its ungodliness.

I hear it may have somehow actually been worse than the smell of Brewer’s cabin when he came back from being in a Tennessee jail for several weeks to find that two of his pitbulls named after racist Alabama governors died after apparently ripping into each other over the Spam we left on the floor to feed them.

(William W. Bibb and William James Samford, you will be missed.)

The damage to the Statehouse estimated to cost $1 million to fix in a bad budget year. But over at Doc’s, Representative Cam Ward — who Alvin Holmes apologizes for offending –  lets us know what’s really important about last Thursday’s flood.

His sweet-assed ride, y’all:

I am saying several thank you prayers now that I lobbied hard to get this parking spot several years ago. Special note— to all of you members of the House who gave me grief about trying to get a better parking spot, I drove home in my nice dry car last night.

That’s right: For those of you who told Cam Ward that he was wasting time and energy by whining that he wanted a better parking space, this freak incident has proven you wrong.

You know how to respond appropriately to him in the future.

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