ARE YOU READY FOR SOME DARKNESS? The Denim Demons of VIETNAMBLA are gonna stomp some teenage ass on Halloween at the Subterranean. Free satanic weiners for all in attendance--get 'em while they last. Be there, or be Squarepusher.
Now it's time to cue the plunger mute trumpet for our dunderhead president's latest brilliant fuckup: A Handmaiden's Tale, told by a village idiot (several times...), full of sound and fury, but signifying nothing new.
Say what you want--at least Dubya's being honest with us this time about where he thinks women really belong in American society. No strategic disinformation from the Pentagon, no high-profile perfidy from Mouth of Sauron--just straight-up Bush, no chaser. With all due seriousness (Ahem), this is more honesty than you can ever expect from the party that strangely refuses to make public pronouncements on important issues like SS privatization, health care coverage, veterans benefits, etc., for fear they might seem a bit...well...EVIL.
And, of course, whenever Dubya calls the news on himself, he blames EVERY Republican's favorite catspaw (next to Bill Clinton)--the media--for the ensuing firestorm. It's no surprise, then, that vinDICKtive Representative Dick Armey tried to do much the same last month. Pissed at a newspaper that covered his son's unsuccessful bid for public office (so it's obviously "unfair," then), Armey tried to sneak wording in a military appropriations bill that would force that newspaper's parent company to divest its holdings. Since Armey--or any free market myrmidon, for that matter--never met a media merger he didn't like, it's pretty obvious his motive was purely punitive in nature. Temper, temper! Lay off the Wild Turkey, smoke a doob, chill out, and deal with it, Dick! Your loser son isn't quite the corporate shill you are just yet. If he's only half as reptilian as you are he'll be in DC in no time.
And no, Dubya, I don't think a new vacuum cleaner for Laura on Xmas will patch things up, either.
Now it's time to cue the plunger mute trumpet for our dunderhead president's latest brilliant fuckup: A Handmaiden's Tale, told by a village idiot (several times...), full of sound and fury, but signifying nothing new.
Say what you want--at least Dubya's being honest with us this time about where he thinks women really belong in American society. No strategic disinformation from the Pentagon, no high-profile perfidy from Mouth of Sauron--just straight-up Bush, no chaser. With all due seriousness (Ahem), this is more honesty than you can ever expect from the party that strangely refuses to make public pronouncements on important issues like SS privatization, health care coverage, veterans benefits, etc., for fear they might seem a bit...well...EVIL.
And, of course, whenever Dubya calls the news on himself, he blames EVERY Republican's favorite catspaw (next to Bill Clinton)--the media--for the ensuing firestorm. It's no surprise, then, that vinDICKtive Representative Dick Armey tried to do much the same last month. Pissed at a newspaper that covered his son's unsuccessful bid for public office (so it's obviously "unfair," then), Armey tried to sneak wording in a military appropriations bill that would force that newspaper's parent company to divest its holdings. Since Armey--or any free market myrmidon, for that matter--never met a media merger he didn't like, it's pretty obvious his motive was purely punitive in nature. Temper, temper! Lay off the Wild Turkey, smoke a doob, chill out, and deal with it, Dick! Your loser son isn't quite the corporate shill you are just yet. If he's only half as reptilian as you are he'll be in DC in no time.
And no, Dubya, I don't think a new vacuum cleaner for Laura on Xmas will patch things up, either.
by at 12:17 PM
i ran into john p. walters the other day. he's the director of the national drug control policy. some people call him the president's drug czar. i wanted to ask him a couple of questions about drugs, and this is how our conversation went, according to my recollection:
rr- mr. walters, i'm rusty renegade and i...
jw- i know who you are.
rr- you do?
jw- yeah. you're on my list.
rr- i am?
jw- yeah. all of you knife of simpson anarchists are.
rr- go figure.
jw- so what do want, you long-haired, bare-footed muckraker.
rr- well, i wanted to ask...
jw- egads! is that petchuly i smell.
rr- yeah. can you dig it?
jw- no. i don't "dig" it.
rr- oh. far out. that's cool. but listen i wanted to ask you about drug control.
jw- here. (he handed me a copy of the national drug control stategy) this will help you. read it when you get a chance...and when you're sober.
rr- hey, i'm always sober. i just have a tendency to drift between varying states of consciousness.
jw- from all that acid you eat.
rr- and sometimes starvation.
jw- whatever. i know you're just going to put that book somewhere where it's going to collect dust...like under the soap.
rr- hey, man! eat a dick!
jw- take a shower!
that might not be the coversation word-for-word, but that was the gist of it. anyway, i've been reading the national drug control strategy and it's pretty weird. i think i'll post some excerpts from it for our interest/horror/amusement.
until next time...peace!
rr- mr. walters, i'm rusty renegade and i...
jw- i know who you are.
rr- you do?
jw- yeah. you're on my list.
rr- i am?
jw- yeah. all of you knife of simpson anarchists are.
rr- go figure.
jw- so what do want, you long-haired, bare-footed muckraker.
rr- well, i wanted to ask...
jw- egads! is that petchuly i smell.
rr- yeah. can you dig it?
jw- no. i don't "dig" it.
rr- oh. far out. that's cool. but listen i wanted to ask you about drug control.
jw- here. (he handed me a copy of the national drug control stategy) this will help you. read it when you get a chance...and when you're sober.
rr- hey, i'm always sober. i just have a tendency to drift between varying states of consciousness.
jw- from all that acid you eat.
rr- and sometimes starvation.
jw- whatever. i know you're just going to put that book somewhere where it's going to collect dust...like under the soap.
rr- hey, man! eat a dick!
jw- take a shower!
that might not be the coversation word-for-word, but that was the gist of it. anyway, i've been reading the national drug control strategy and it's pretty weird. i think i'll post some excerpts from it for our interest/horror/amusement.
until next time...peace!
by at 5:02 PM
Not to be outdone by Minnesota's action figure-cum-governor, The Nuge is threatening to run for governor of Michigan in 06.
How is this for a platform: No dope, no fucking in the streets, but lots of guns!!! Maybe he'll change the state flag to incorporate the album cover from Scream Dream!
Wow, he was even offered the chance to give Jeb Bush a hand with his reelection campaign. No offense, Ted, but Jebby is good enough at shooting himself in the foot without your help.
How is this for a platform: No dope, no fucking in the streets, but lots of guns!!! Maybe he'll change the state flag to incorporate the album cover from Scream Dream!
Wow, he was even offered the chance to give Jeb Bush a hand with his reelection campaign. No offense, Ted, but Jebby is good enough at shooting himself in the foot without your help.
by at 3:32 PM
there is some serious debate over the validity of the democratic party a few psts back. the dems are in serious trouble, and the main problem is they have no unifying platform to rally around, a la the gop in '94.
however, this is nothing new. the democrats haven't had a solid platform to run with in well over 30 years. and the platform designed before that was to perpetuate the ruling machine. for a moment, looked like they were ready to turn it around when mcgovern was nominated in '72, but his presidential run ruined all accomplishemtns of the primaries, and the party quickly fell back into its typical disarray.
my theory is that things like that are going to happen when you try to help the have-nots in this country.
it takes massive amounts of money to run any kind of significant campaign these days, so the only way you're going to get that dough is to appease those who have it. and once you get their money, they're going to want to see something for their "hard-earned" dollars. that means, in major part, developing a platform that lets them keep their money, and therein lies the dilemma for democrats.
the fact of the matter is, the democratic "leadership," or those who are eyeing the white house in '04, are going to be no help for the party any time soon (i'd say howard dean is the lone exception, but he's no leader of the party). they are going to have to spin their wheels hard enough to keep the republicans at bay to garner the votes of the general electorate. they will agree on most of the issues of their republican counterparts, with the exception of some of the details.
instead of shaping the polical landscape, they are going to be forced to let the polical landscape shape them. but any candidate who attempts to shape that landscape to make serious progressive strides (like mr. dean) will be quickly labelled as an "extremist" and lose the voters.
the flipside is trying to run as a "moderate." that middle gorund, however, is not the same as the middle finger, and that candidate will have no legs to stand on in shaping a progressive and truly liberal platform.
so what's the answer? i say let's all eat some acid and drop out. who's with me?
however, this is nothing new. the democrats haven't had a solid platform to run with in well over 30 years. and the platform designed before that was to perpetuate the ruling machine. for a moment, looked like they were ready to turn it around when mcgovern was nominated in '72, but his presidential run ruined all accomplishemtns of the primaries, and the party quickly fell back into its typical disarray.
my theory is that things like that are going to happen when you try to help the have-nots in this country.
it takes massive amounts of money to run any kind of significant campaign these days, so the only way you're going to get that dough is to appease those who have it. and once you get their money, they're going to want to see something for their "hard-earned" dollars. that means, in major part, developing a platform that lets them keep their money, and therein lies the dilemma for democrats.
the fact of the matter is, the democratic "leadership," or those who are eyeing the white house in '04, are going to be no help for the party any time soon (i'd say howard dean is the lone exception, but he's no leader of the party). they are going to have to spin their wheels hard enough to keep the republicans at bay to garner the votes of the general electorate. they will agree on most of the issues of their republican counterparts, with the exception of some of the details.
instead of shaping the polical landscape, they are going to be forced to let the polical landscape shape them. but any candidate who attempts to shape that landscape to make serious progressive strides (like mr. dean) will be quickly labelled as an "extremist" and lose the voters.
the flipside is trying to run as a "moderate." that middle gorund, however, is not the same as the middle finger, and that candidate will have no legs to stand on in shaping a progressive and truly liberal platform.
so what's the answer? i say let's all eat some acid and drop out. who's with me?
by at 6:15 PM
Howdy from the road again, this time in Flagstaff, AZ! Between all of the internet porn work by Cleft Anus, and the hung-over state I've been in perpetually since Portland, it's been tough to post. Even though there are some problems with the text colors now, I know they'll be fixed soon.
Tha princess did a great job with the photos. I think that's the best set of rock photos I've seen of something I've been involved with in the 10+ years in the "business." Thanks!
Second, I love California. Everyone is so super nice here, and always willing to party. As a matter of fact, they're a little too willling to do so. We kinda wasted our stay in LA because our tour guide was the literal embodiment of "The Dude" from The Big Lebowski. He got so stoned that a simple "45 minute drive" to Laguna Beach took upwards of three hours! I've never taken so many U-Turns trying to follow someone in my life. And this guy lived in the city! (Yes, he walked around all day with an unbuttoned orange shirt, drove a war-torn car, and was unemployed! Suddenly that movie seems more like a documentary than a comedy.) Unfortunately, I spent all of my stripper money in Portland, so nothing of that was available, other than the gorgeuos bartender with beautiful fakies showing us her goods multiple times in Huntington Beach. Best comment, by the bartender at the Garage in LA, when asked how I could meet David Lee Roth: "Go over to Sunset and Vine area, sit down at a urinal, put a paper bag around your shoes, and he'll show up ready to service you." Priceless. Topped it off with some ocean swimming in the buff at 3am, and LA rocks! However, can't wait to get back to my dirty and lovable Chicago.
Norman, I've decided I need a 100 watt within the next years, so you might as well prepare and get that thing. Wooo! Other than that, I can't wait to get back and start writing some new tunes. Let's hit it hard, dudes!
Tha princess did a great job with the photos. I think that's the best set of rock photos I've seen of something I've been involved with in the 10+ years in the "business." Thanks!
Second, I love California. Everyone is so super nice here, and always willing to party. As a matter of fact, they're a little too willling to do so. We kinda wasted our stay in LA because our tour guide was the literal embodiment of "The Dude" from The Big Lebowski. He got so stoned that a simple "45 minute drive" to Laguna Beach took upwards of three hours! I've never taken so many U-Turns trying to follow someone in my life. And this guy lived in the city! (Yes, he walked around all day with an unbuttoned orange shirt, drove a war-torn car, and was unemployed! Suddenly that movie seems more like a documentary than a comedy.) Unfortunately, I spent all of my stripper money in Portland, so nothing of that was available, other than the gorgeuos bartender with beautiful fakies showing us her goods multiple times in Huntington Beach. Best comment, by the bartender at the Garage in LA, when asked how I could meet David Lee Roth: "Go over to Sunset and Vine area, sit down at a urinal, put a paper bag around your shoes, and he'll show up ready to service you." Priceless. Topped it off with some ocean swimming in the buff at 3am, and LA rocks! However, can't wait to get back to my dirty and lovable Chicago.
Norman, I've decided I need a 100 watt within the next years, so you might as well prepare and get that thing. Wooo! Other than that, I can't wait to get back and start writing some new tunes. Let's hit it hard, dudes!
by at 8:53 PM
Piss 'n Bile music rant of the week:
Coming to a cutout bin at record stores near you...another perfunctory Pearl Jam album! God, why do these yobs even bother anymore? I heard the lead-off single on XRT last night, and I have to wonder: what the heck is up with this band? Do they even enjoy playing together anymore? A sense of detachment and collective neurasthenia oozes from every mid-tempo snoozer of an album they've made since Vitalogy--are the members even present in the same city when they record their tracks? The single's lead riff sounded like Monster Magnet's "Cage Around the Sun," and I thought, "COOL, it's about time they plagiarized a good tune!" Alas, it sucked! It sounds like EdVed is going through his Gordon Lightfoot phase now (a la The Edmuuuund Fitzgeruuuuuuld...), which isn't all that bad, I guess; at least he's added a few new notes to his range. Congratulations, you've got a whole octave now! You can graduate. Now get the hell out of my classroom.
In other news...
In my travels this week I found a 100-watt Marshall super lead reissue. With both channels cranked it sounds like God. Should I break the bank to get it? I'm just a stupid musician with no demonstrable fiscal responsibility--I'm looking for some good advice, dig?
Coming to a cutout bin at record stores near you...another perfunctory Pearl Jam album! God, why do these yobs even bother anymore? I heard the lead-off single on XRT last night, and I have to wonder: what the heck is up with this band? Do they even enjoy playing together anymore? A sense of detachment and collective neurasthenia oozes from every mid-tempo snoozer of an album they've made since Vitalogy--are the members even present in the same city when they record their tracks? The single's lead riff sounded like Monster Magnet's "Cage Around the Sun," and I thought, "COOL, it's about time they plagiarized a good tune!" Alas, it sucked! It sounds like EdVed is going through his Gordon Lightfoot phase now (a la The Edmuuuund Fitzgeruuuuuuld...), which isn't all that bad, I guess; at least he's added a few new notes to his range. Congratulations, you've got a whole octave now! You can graduate. Now get the hell out of my classroom.
In other news...
In my travels this week I found a 100-watt Marshall super lead reissue. With both channels cranked it sounds like God. Should I break the bank to get it? I'm just a stupid musician with no demonstrable fiscal responsibility--I'm looking for some good advice, dig?
by at 1:17 PM
Greetings and salutations. Just got back from Los Angeles (again) and, boy howdy, if I have to go out there one more time I'm settin' up shop on Sunset Blvd; first glass of fist-squeezed lemonade is on me. Not much time on the pseudo-corporate agenda to engage in proper histrionics-- particularly frustrating in light of the fact that Larry Flynt's latest middle-finger venture, the Hustler Casino, located fifteen minutes from loveley shellshocked downtown L.A., opened recently-- I did get to see Fu Manchu at the Viper Room... okay, I ducked in during their soundcheck, but I got to see them nonetheless.
Check out the new pics on the picture page! Fantastic!! Check out our MP3 page, updated with three new songs recently mastered by Mike Hagler!!! Thanks for the updates, Norman!!!! If anyone out there is in possession of pictures of KOS performing live or unlive, please let us know and we'd love to post them. Also, great thanks to Jim DeRogatis for the review of our 1776 single printed in the Sun-Times last week. We are much indebted.
I'll be back later with the latest edition of "Lawless King USA Tomorrow" column, as there is muchtoomuch going on the world to be silent and not comment on the questionable motives and tactics of our friends in the media and the government.
Check out the new pics on the picture page! Fantastic!! Check out our MP3 page, updated with three new songs recently mastered by Mike Hagler!!! Thanks for the updates, Norman!!!! If anyone out there is in possession of pictures of KOS performing live or unlive, please let us know and we'd love to post them. Also, great thanks to Jim DeRogatis for the review of our 1776 single printed in the Sun-Times last week. We are much indebted.
I'll be back later with the latest edition of "Lawless King USA Tomorrow" column, as there is muchtoomuch going on the world to be silent and not comment on the questionable motives and tactics of our friends in the media and the government.
by at 12:49 PM
at the top of the second inning of the cardinals/giants game, i ran out of beer. i decided to take a walk up to pagan west side liquors and pick up another six-pack. i grabbed my jacket and turned the t.v. off. the giants were up 1-0.
i walked out the door. it was already dark. after dark is when all the riff-raff come out. i decided to keep my eyes open.
a sudden wave of paranoia struck me, and i was worried someone was going to try to steal my jacket. fears of knife-weilding crack-heads entered my scrambled brain, and i was nervous.
"i'll throw my beer at them and run like hell if that happens," i thought to myself. "this jacket is worth sacrificing a six-pack of old style."
i got to the store, and the riff-raff was hanging out there, watching the game. the giants were up 4-0. i was stunned. the dudes were standing around speaking in spanish and broken english about the game. i added my two cents here and there.
the discussion got ugly as some of them were disparaging barry bonds.
"even this guy knows, right?" one of them said pointing right at me.
"that guy has a bad attitude," i was going to say, but figured it would be too many syllables for them to comprehend.
instaed i decided too let out my best bruce dickenson and screamed...
"HE'S A PUSSYYYYYYYY!"
i left knowing nobody was going to steal my jacket.
i walked out the door. it was already dark. after dark is when all the riff-raff come out. i decided to keep my eyes open.
a sudden wave of paranoia struck me, and i was worried someone was going to try to steal my jacket. fears of knife-weilding crack-heads entered my scrambled brain, and i was nervous.
"i'll throw my beer at them and run like hell if that happens," i thought to myself. "this jacket is worth sacrificing a six-pack of old style."
i got to the store, and the riff-raff was hanging out there, watching the game. the giants were up 4-0. i was stunned. the dudes were standing around speaking in spanish and broken english about the game. i added my two cents here and there.
the discussion got ugly as some of them were disparaging barry bonds.
"even this guy knows, right?" one of them said pointing right at me.
"that guy has a bad attitude," i was going to say, but figured it would be too many syllables for them to comprehend.
instaed i decided too let out my best bruce dickenson and screamed...
"HE'S A PUSSYYYYYYYY!"
i left knowing nobody was going to steal my jacket.
by at 5:49 PM
At long last, we got new pics! These are from the Double Door show in August--stop on by and give 'em a look. Rusty, let me know the name of the sexy photographer so she may receive the proper credit.
by at 1:44 PM
i watched the butt-packers beat up on the bears last night, and i have to admit, green bay looked good. they go to new england next sunday, and i hope the skidding patriots can pull one out.
last night, al michaels and john madden were talking about how long the 33-year-old brett farve can last. they argued a guy whose tough enough to play in 162 straight games, who still plays with the passion and skill that he does will last another 7 years.
i say no way. when you consider what a toll on the body a career in the nfl takes on a man, i would suggest get out before you really get your clock cleaned.
mike webster, the pittsburg hall-of-famer died last week at age 50. many speculate his untimely death and mental degredation had to do with his football career. plus when you hear of retired players having to get hip replacement surgery, developing arthritis and a multitude of long-term injuries before age 40, you would have to stop and consider these things.
besides, a guy like favre has nothing to prove (in football, anyway). he has already won the super bowl and the mvp three times. and it's not like he needs more money. so why not retire at 35 or 36 and spend a shitload of time with your kids?
i know the entire metro-chicago area would absolutely love it if you were to retire, brett. so why not do us all a favor and spend your time hunting instead.
last night, al michaels and john madden were talking about how long the 33-year-old brett farve can last. they argued a guy whose tough enough to play in 162 straight games, who still plays with the passion and skill that he does will last another 7 years.
i say no way. when you consider what a toll on the body a career in the nfl takes on a man, i would suggest get out before you really get your clock cleaned.
mike webster, the pittsburg hall-of-famer died last week at age 50. many speculate his untimely death and mental degredation had to do with his football career. plus when you hear of retired players having to get hip replacement surgery, developing arthritis and a multitude of long-term injuries before age 40, you would have to stop and consider these things.
besides, a guy like favre has nothing to prove (in football, anyway). he has already won the super bowl and the mvp three times. and it's not like he needs more money. so why not retire at 35 or 36 and spend a shitload of time with your kids?
i know the entire metro-chicago area would absolutely love it if you were to retire, brett. so why not do us all a favor and spend your time hunting instead.
by at 3:16 PM
Hey, there. A road report from, uh, the Rocky Road. I found out about our sweet review in the Suntimes today. Nice.
We gots to get on the road. Although I hope we like playing for nobody, cause that's what we''re getting! There are already some great stories (such as Filthey Jim getting banned for life in Iowa City) I hope we're willing to suffer the consequences of KOs' first full tour. Shit, these BOD and Filthy dudes have been here a bunch of times, and still things are unpopulated . But the afterhours times are great, as I Attempt TO DOCUMENT THIS, AFTER MANY CLAMATOS AND VODKAS.
I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THAT pppractice space shit until after we had been on the road a while, and rest assured, I'mpissed too. But he was in a bad p-lace apparently. That shit disappears when I'm back. (I figured out why Matty was nowhere to be found during load out.) Uncool. But it will be corrected goddamnit upon return. Trust me.
Whelp, more later. WE can't tour PaISLEY PARK. FUCK!!!!
We gots to get on the road. Although I hope we like playing for nobody, cause that's what we''re getting! There are already some great stories (such as Filthey Jim getting banned for life in Iowa City) I hope we're willing to suffer the consequences of KOs' first full tour. Shit, these BOD and Filthy dudes have been here a bunch of times, and still things are unpopulated . But the afterhours times are great, as I Attempt TO DOCUMENT THIS, AFTER MANY CLAMATOS AND VODKAS.
I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THAT pppractice space shit until after we had been on the road a while, and rest assured, I'mpissed too. But he was in a bad p-lace apparently. That shit disappears when I'm back. (I figured out why Matty was nowhere to be found during load out.) Uncool. But it will be corrected goddamnit upon return. Trust me.
Whelp, more later. WE can't tour PaISLEY PARK. FUCK!!!!
by at 2:28 AM
I don't know any other way of getting hold of you, C-Lotta, but is that your detritus in the practice space? It looks like a bunch of Okies and Third World refugees moved into a tiny slice of Hell. I was practicing with a coupla blokes last night when a mouse-- no shit-- ran out of that fancy piece of college-town porch-turd furniture some may call an electric organ. Is that shit planning on staying for a while or can I light it on fire and push it down the elevator shaft? Does Raxxx intend of squatting or y'all gonna pay fer yer crimes? Just wonderin' b/c there's already three bands in there. A fourth would merit moving into a larger room, which I got no qualms wit'.
by at 1:14 PM
labor day is usually the kick off for ugly politics, but it seems to be coming a little late this year. i'm surprised at how clean and quiet the governor's race has been.
ok, so roddy blago admitted he tried the cheeba, but couldn't tell you if he got high. other than that it's been scandal free.
but let's not ignore these other "indescretions" we keep hearing about. with only five weeks left until nov. 5, i'm sure we'll hear about them soon. gary macdougal, illinois gop chair, was pounding his chest for the news last night, describing these indescretions as "beyond clinton-esque."
i wonder what they could be? it sounds so tintilizing! and what will really be fun is hear roddy's explanations as to what really happened.
i wonder, did roddy try blow once, only to be unsure if it went up the right nostril? or did he accidentally sodomize a 20-year-old stripper because he didn't know he was up the wrong hole? inquiring minds want to know gary, so hurry up and spill it!
i'm sure whatever macdougal's got is all baloney. i mean you might as well call blagojevich a goat-fucker just to make the son-of-a-bitch deny it. but isn't that what makes politics so much fun?
ok, so roddy blago admitted he tried the cheeba, but couldn't tell you if he got high. other than that it's been scandal free.
but let's not ignore these other "indescretions" we keep hearing about. with only five weeks left until nov. 5, i'm sure we'll hear about them soon. gary macdougal, illinois gop chair, was pounding his chest for the news last night, describing these indescretions as "beyond clinton-esque."
i wonder what they could be? it sounds so tintilizing! and what will really be fun is hear roddy's explanations as to what really happened.
i wonder, did roddy try blow once, only to be unsure if it went up the right nostril? or did he accidentally sodomize a 20-year-old stripper because he didn't know he was up the wrong hole? inquiring minds want to know gary, so hurry up and spill it!
i'm sure whatever macdougal's got is all baloney. i mean you might as well call blagojevich a goat-fucker just to make the son-of-a-bitch deny it. but isn't that what makes politics so much fun?
by at 3:41 PM
Somebody's got a saggy diaper that leaks...
Daddy, I wanna go invade Iraq NOW!!! If those nasty Democrats don't let me be Comman'er 'n Chief, I'm gonna hold my breath till I turn blue!
WAAAAAAAH!!!!!
by at 8:23 AM