I didn't really feel like listening to Bush's State of the Union speech, so I figured I'd just give it to us all myself.
All is well here captain.
Nothing to worry about at all.
Economy? Check.
Nuclear Weapons? Check.
Privatized racket on about everything, even shitty healthcare? Check.
Roger Airforce One. Come in. I'm wearing my flight suit. I've got my bible in the glove compartment and a whole shit load of Cocaine coming my way from Columbia, cause the Apocalypse is coming motherfucker. Dicky Cheney told me last night over S&M, and i'm going out in style. Little Baby Bush style!! YEEFUCKING HAW from your sneaky, greedy, fucking asshole of a president. Fuck you little people, it doesn't even matter what color you are anymore, you just ain't us, so you get fucked.
How do you like this 150 billion dollar stimulus package I'm about to shove up your ass? We're going to cut the corporate tax rate and probably put some more Coca-cola machines in our little greedhead laboratories; I mean schools. How does that feel America?
One more year to deliver the Apocalypse motherfuckers, while i'm still up here flying this fun little spaceship with my pathetic patriarchal god.
State of the Union, Hah. Don't make me laugh. I laugh like a monkey.
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