These worthless scum who enabled Fuckface to get away with his invasion of Iraq, the horrendous deaths that followed and continue, the terrible lives that have been ruined in Iraq, in the United States, everywhere, because of this little slimeball, and isn't it cute that they can make jokes with the Pretender-In-Chief, yuk it up, sort of like how they all laughed at the video the White House made of Fuckface searching all over for those pesky WMDs. Couldn't find them anywhere.
Wasn't that funny, too? I bet the families of the dead American soldiers found it hilarious.
Ah, but it's good to laugh.
So what if that Iraqi journalist - my new hero - represented all the Iraqis who weren't able to get close enough to Fuckface to do what he did? So what if the American media giants think it's all so funny? So what if those women and children in Iraq are dead, maimed, orphaned, left without families, lost forever?
So what? It's great to have a "President" who knows how to poke fun at himself. What a guy! Don't you wish you could just have a beer with him?
Oh, wait. He's a hopeless alcoholic who fell headfirst into the Bible and thinks God anointed him to bring something or other to the Middle East. So I guess a beer is out of the question.
Well, that's all right. I'm sure all you funlovers will find something equally rewarding to do while you're safe and insulated from the horrors that drove one man to throw shoes and call the Beast of Baghdad (yes, that's George W. Bush) a "dog."
Dogs everywhere object, but the insult stands.
I'm so glad everyone is having fun. Isn't life great?


