Romance, intrigue on trash day

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By Pamela Porter

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The Couillard – Bernier love story is hot off the press, creatively titled, My Story.

Now each of us can have our own copy of the sizzling love affair of a former foreign affairs minister who allegedly did not own a laptop and his beautiful, but very angry, moll.

The most romantic part of the story that I can see is where he advises her to take out our nation's security documents on trash day because they were confidential.

That's so romantic; it would bring a tear to Mark Felt's (Deep Throat's) eye.

I mean what hero of politics and relationships says, "Honey, take out the trash and make sure no one catches you."

Eat your heart out ladies.

The CBC writes that, "When she agreed to be his girlfriend for at least a year (she writes) Bernier told her it would put to rest rumours circling around Parliament Hill that he was gay because he had been single for two years and was friends with an openly gay cabinet minister."

I thought only Liberals were friends with gay cabinet members?

The warmth of this guy's character and his willingness to hitch his star to Couillard as a beard is breathtaking.

A movie deal is in the works, perhaps?

A handsome politician, a gun moll, Canadian secret documents ... it could play after Little Mosque on the Prairie?

I remember the days where Americans had the sex and money and we had the responsible society.

We have the RCMP and they have the Secret Service, the CIA and the FBI.

He's saying she's part of an RCMP investigation, but let's face it, it just doesn't have the same ring to it as being part of an FBI investigation.

One probably gives you donuts and a comfortable chair and asks how you are doing and the other has you prepare for grand jury testimony and hand over "the blue dress."

I think everyone looks forward to the days where Canadian politics goes back to charters and climate change and things we can at least ignore at the water cooler.

That's the Canadian way.

All this sex and breaching security, it just looks more like CSPAN than CPAC.

Maxime is a dream wrapped up in a riddle wrapped up in French tailoring.

I think if he gets elected again we should take up a collection to buy him a laptop … and some taste.

Oh wait, you can't buy someone good taste.

Well, okay a laptop.

It all takes me back to when we used to have quarter horse shows.

We used to have a horse exhibiting called The Gun Moll. I always wondered what a human one looked like. Come to think of it, they should've bred The Gun Moll with a stud named Foreign Affairs and got, well what we got: My Story.

This romantic love story hit the shelves just in time for the election.