posted on Feb, 16 2005 @ 12:41 AM
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In other words I don't want to see agent Mike from the Gustapo S.S. (secret service) knocking on my door asking questions. I could care less about
the current corpses in office. I don't recognize them as anything more than skin covered skeletons trying desparately to hold on to the power they
think they have.
You wouldn't need gobs of money for Bush. All you need is to turn on a microwave and his heart machine will take care of the rest.
Note to the Gustapo S.S.: Keep Bush away from Microwaves.
Cheney on the other hand would require several "Guided Bomb Unit-28s" otherwise known as bunker busters. His tricked out pad probably resembles
what's underneath Racoon City. I guess you could say Cheney is the resident evil.
Wolfowitz. Well, he'll probably choke on a bagel at some point. "Oy, this bagel is dry."
But if you really wanted to get rid of the whole lot of these crusty corpses just get ahold of one those micronukes that was used in Bali. Then set
that puppy up at Bohemian Grove under the altar. And when the corpses meet again to play out their pyropedaphilianecrobestialitistic urges, hit the
red button. Don't forget to wave bye.