"Sir, here's the Presidential Daily Breifing...there's a CIA agent here insisting you read this part about the attack on our soil—"
"Whatever, Harriet. I got wood to chop. Tell him he covered his ass."
[image courtesy Dependable Renegade]
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This brings to mind an image of Bush had he lived back in the Revolutionary War times — perish the thought.
"Hey, quit makin' a racket; I'm trying to sleep.
"What the hell is it with this, 'One if by . . . one if by, uh . . . one if by hand, two if ya buy, see'?"
Damn. I almost made it through today forgetting that.
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