I used to think that if I had a time machine I would go back in time and kick Prescott Bush in the balls until he bled out of his ears. It would have a twofold affect: It would punish him for getting rich doing business with the Nazis, and it would spare future generations from suffering through the Presidency of his incompetent son and his mentally-retarded, arrogant, degenerate whore of a grandson. Now I think I might go back and give Dick Cheney's mom a burlap sack and point her to nearest body of running water. Just stick around long enough to make sure the job gets done. Can people whose souls are composed entirely of feces breathe underwater?
The only good thing to happen in the past few months is the ten dollar gift card I found in a box of Cocoa Puffs.
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Of course; you've heard of evolution, yes? And by the way, don't encourage the kids by filling their head with false promises...the only thing you can find in Cocoa Puffs is chocolate flavored corn~
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