Emotional Response from the Press Corp

hahahahahahaha

Look how he ran away like “Fuck, I’m glad that’s over. Legacy secured! Where’s my pancakes?”

This was definitely a “don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out” moment. Anybody got any kleenex…:::SNIFF:::

>>>hahahahahahahaPosted by: Alaska (I EAT GRAVEL) at January 12, 2009 4:56 PMDitto. Also, what you and Mike Gravel get up to in the privacy of your own home is your business, sir, and I’d thank you not to drag it into this public forum.Ba-dum-bum.

I laughed out loud when I caught that earlier. The crickets were louder than the applause. FUCKING AWESOME!

the only thing that would have been better is if he couldn’t get the door open! upon inspection it looks like he wasn’t the one that opened the door. the non-knob handle is risky and he just couldn’t take that chance. hehe. my brain is fun guys you should really come in. oh look, cotton balls…

HA!!!!

What a hoser.

Prince George was not a good man —And in his latter days,World leaders did not shake his hand,Much to his amaze.At G-20 meetings,When lining up on stage,They whispered of his ruined brand,And did not offer up their hands —They left Prince George a one-man band,Turning gray with age.Prince George was not a good man,And a lame old duck was he.On Oval Office afternoons,No one came round to see.And, round about November,Regulations in his queueMeant as gifts to backers past,Had missed the deadline at the last,The end had come so very fast,And rule of law renewed.Prince George was not a good man,Yet had his hopes and fears.The war he’d launched was endless nowFor years and years and years.But two months before Christmas,While Americans did shout,And happy songs of hope were sungWhile worldwide, bells readied to be rung,George stole away upstairs and hungA bill for fiscal bailing-out.Prince George was not a good man,He liked his long vacations;Alone he planned a new scheme outWhile venting his frustrations.He pushed his team to bargainAnd negotiate in trueWith Maliki and Talabani,To divvy up that oil money,And create from a process quite funnyA legacy for W.“Please fill my coffers,And my new library;I think a tour of speakingWould surely come in handy;I don’t mind oil-stock,And secretive renditions!And I SHOULD like to leave my staffIn permanent positions.And, oh! Father Christmas, for my legacy,Bring me a big, red Iraq war victory!”Prince George was not a good man —Riding fiscal crisis out,He gat him to his ranch again,There to pace and pout.Election night he lay there,Praying hope would lose to fear.“I think McCain’s a-surging now,(Anxiety bedewed his brow.)“He’ll win Ohio, anyhow —Just like I have for years.“Forget about the coffers,And forget about libraries;I’m sure a tour of speakingWould bore me, by my theory;I don’t need oil-stock,I don’t want rendition,And I HAVE put my loyal staffIn permanent positions.But, oh! Father Christmas, if I’m to have a legacy,Bring me a big, red Iraq-war victory!”Prince George was not a good man —Next morning when the sunRose up to tell a waiting worldObama had it won,And people seized each other,And laughed and danced with glee,For hope had many hearts endeared,Change more potent than vile smears,Prince George said grimly: “As I feared,Nothing for my legacy!”“I did want coffers,And a big library;I know a tour of speakingWould’ve come in handy;I do love oil-stock,I did love rendition.I haven’t got a loyal staff —In any old position.And, oh! if Father Christmas cared for my legacy,He would have brought Iraq war victory!”Prince George stood by the window,And there did glumly meetThe happy crowds of boys and girlsCelebrating in the street.A while he stood there watching,And envying them still…When through the window big and redThere hurtled by his royal head,And bounced and fell upon the bed,The Iraqi SOFA bill!AND OH, FATHER CHRISTMAS,YOU’VE ENDED OUR BEREAVEMENT…BY WRINGING AT LAST,FROM OUT OF GEORGE:A STATUS OF FORCESAGREEMENT!