Wednesday, July 21, 2004

George W. Bush . . . Worse Than Zombies?

Last night I had the strangest dream . . . well, okay, it wasn't last night, it was Monday night.  And it wasn't the strangest dream.  But it was weird.

All I remember is this: I was on Air Force One, sitting next to the Mono Loco, when I made a joke about his inability to pronounce the word 'nuclear' (for those of you not in the know, he pronounces it 'newkewler'.  Ah, that Yale edumacation.).  Then he slapped me.  Right in the face.

Sure, it wasn't as horrible as being chased by flesh-eating zombies, but it was horrifying in its own special way.

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