pasithea

Stacey turned on Bush giving some speech about why we needed to keep pouring money into Haliburton and stuff. I'm so sick of this stuff that it was suddenly funny somehow.

Shrub: And enemy attacks have come down the past couple of months.

Me: NO SHIT SHERLOCK! It's the middle of summer in the middle of the fucking desert! It's a hundred and thirty degrees out! They only thing anyone in their right mind would want to attack is a giant ice-cold lager! Just THINK about this for a second. Pretend you're an Al Queda dude.

AQ1: Hey! Let's go blow up some of those capitalist dogs!
AQ2: Dude! It's a hundred and thirty degrees out. I just went to take a leak and got nothing but STEAM.
AQ1: But we must kill them! KILL THEM ALL! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!
AQ2: I think you have heat stroke.
AQ1: *grabs weapon starts to run out of camp*
AQ2: *tackles AQ1* Woah hoss!
AQ1: *foaming at the mouth* KILL KILL KILL! I wanna eat dead burned bodies!
AQ2: Listen man... We can kill them LATER.
AQ1: *rocking back and forth shouting kill kill kill*
AQ2: Rolls eyes. Okay. Hey. Look. You wanna kill them... How about this. Let's spend a couple of months planning... Say until November... With a good plan we can kill MORE of them.
AQ1: *suddenly comes to his senses* You know... You're right. It's fucking hot.

It has to be hard being Bush and believing everyone is as stupid as you are.