Saturday, February 7, 2009

Bup bup bup! Hey! Georgie Boy!

Don't you go anywhere. You're still welcome. You can keep your seat up front.

I bet you're getting a big ol' laugh out of watching the new president get his beatings, aren't you? It's a completely new experience for you, isn't it? (And I've only gotten better, so what you got likely ain't nothin' compared to what he'll get.)

What I break I must replace. It's my Prime Directive. You break it you buy it.

I've said some pretty mean things to you. So stick around; I'll make you shine. Everyone goes home better off for knowing me.

...or I'm a failure as a fool, wouldn't you say?

There is a core of beauty inside you, and I am going to coax it out. ...and there is nothing you can do about it, Mister Tough Guy.