If this blog were a book, you'd read it on the toilet.
No More Talky...
Now that Dubya has said his last goodbye, the only time I want to hear his stupid voice ever again is in front of a jury testifying about the cavalcade of shit he has wrought upon this country. I missed much of his speech because I was too busy screaming at the TV. He was the King Midas of presidents, except everything this guy touched turned to poo.