Bless his heart. Not that it's much better, but he was trying to say ...
BUSH: It's a very tricky way to get me to negotiate my cards. I understand that. I will try to explain how without playing with myself. 
You laugh, Mr. Goldberg, but I for one am not amused by the spectacle of a roomful of reporters with their "college degrees" taunting our special needs president.
Watch Jon Stewart tonight. He may play the news conference clip I saw on Crossfire. It is SO freaking unbelievable--even for dub.
No Daily Show last night. They must taking time off for the holidays. And if Mr. Stewart doesn't like giving his staff time off for the holidays, well he can just GO BACK TO ISRAEL.
Did I say "holidays?" I meant CHRISTmas. As in CHRIST. As in the BIRTH OF THE BABY BEJUS.
Who's looking out for Baby Bejus? Me.
If there's anything to be done with Bill O'Reilly, might I suggest implanting his falafel into Dumbya's sincere concern?
In other words, where Dumbya's head usually resides --- firmly implanted in his sigmoid colon.
And this pussy-ass draft-dodging maggot is sending my second-oldest niece off to Basic (Army national guard) in S.C. on January 11th.
Oh, yeah, she's 19, she's legally an adult, it was all HER decision...
But then, she thought that Kerry would actually WIN, so that all of this would be null and void.
About as void as Dumbya's promise not to institute the draft...
I'm not worried about Social Security for myself --- even if, through some tremendous clusterfuck-freak-of-nature, I happen to LIVE that long --- we won't have a government to administer Social Security anymore, anyway.
We'll be pledging allegiance to Wally World, ConAgra, and ExxonMobil.
Oh, wait...
Too late.
Do the christers know Jesus was brown?
Shut up! SHUT UP!
Worst Job Ever:
Bill O'Reilly's physician.
Imagine having to be the guy who has to dynamite his way in to B.O.'s prostate, and then dig through 40 years' worth of zucchini, falafel, loofahs, and Rainbow Brite dolls to get to it.
I can't help it --- whenever that mouth-breathing alcoholic recidivist sexist-pig ignorant-ass motherfucker starts yelling, that's the image that comes to mind.
And further proof that karma is TOO FUCKING SLOW --- O'Reilly hasn't been stricken, a'la Rupert Murdoch, with PROSTATE CANCER. Now, THAT might make me start to believe in a "higher power"... heh heh heh...
And what's really depressing is, I'm old enough to remember when B.O. was an actual JOURNALIST. Same for Geraldo.
What a depressing couple/three decades this has been.
Imagine having to be the guy who has to dynamite his way in to B.O.'s prostate, and then dig through 40 years' worth of zucchini, falafel, loofahs, and Rainbow Brite dolls to get to it.
Damn it, you made me spit bourbon all over the monitor . . .
Heh heh heh... well, THAT'S what you get for NOT SHARING.
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