I guess the horror movies have it right: just when you think the monster is dead, he pops out of the grave and scares you again. And again. And then writes a memoir. Then comments on the current administration.
Some one needs to cut Dick Cheney’s head off, before more sprout up on his shoulders. Every week I read an article about his views on morality or who should or should not be investigated for illegal acts of war. For some one who’s heart is made out of a penny, he sure knows a lot about “right”and “wrong”.
Is the water getting a little hot Mr. Cheney?
George Bush is probably spending his days having living-room-camp-outs in a Hannah Montana sleeping bag and riding his bike up and down the drive way while Cheney continues to assert his tyranny. Cheney must be worried that some one on earth might not think he’s evil, so he keeps talking to the press.
When he says that the people who used enhanced interrogation on so called terrorists suspects should be praised not investigated, I hear “my favorite meal is baby pie and I push pins in my penis when I want to have a good time”.
I’m in love with this sentence, “George Bush is probably spending his days having living-room-camp-outs in a Hannah Montana sleeping bag and riding his bike up and down the drive way…” I can actually visualize this.