MacKay Craps All Over Himself

Canadian taxpayers are on the hook for an indeterminate amount after a tailor was sent to Afghanistan today to help Minister of Booty Calls Peter MacKay clean his shorts.

The dog caller and Condoleeza Rice admirer (prrrrr) was sunning himself under the relative calm of a Khadahar sky when a mortar blew up about 80 kilometres away from his poolside chaise lounge.

MacKay, according to reports, knocked over a nun and priest as he dove for cover under a baby carriage.

When the all clear was given, the macholess MacKay jumped to his feet, apologized to the nun and priest and asked for another Bud.

What wasn't reported was the turd egg MacKay laid in his shorts when the mortar exploded - again 80 kilometres away.

MacKay was seen sporting a new pair of slacks today thanks to the tailor sent over on the taxpayer dime.

There is nothing like a clean pair of shorts when you are inspecting the Afghan booty, er, troops, eh MacKay?.