BrainFuel

Mr. Robinson, a representative from Poland, kept making funny faces at the most serious of times and Rumsfeld’s staff just couldn’t take it any longer.

“Mr. Gatzkee drank grape kool aid at his staff meeting and when he stuck his tongue out it made quite a scene.”

“After the nuclear blast turned the outdoors a bright golden yellow the DOD staff decided to spend their last moments telling jokes.”

“Yeahhh right…Michael Douglas to replace me as Head of the Department of Dee-Fense…heeheehoohoohoooooooo….wait a second!!?? …didn’t he make a movie about something like that????….and his wife’s a helluva lot better looking than Arnold’s…awwgeezz, I’m really getting worried now!!”

*and critics of the administration say that we’re “ugly americans” only concerned with our selfish goals and motives… au contrails, mahn-sewer…I obviously don’t fit that m.o., since I have chosen to take a few moments and make this twit of a bureaucrat feel important by pretending to laugh at his really banal “american jokes”….

“man, this is what happens when you put the saturation and sharpness tools in the hands of journalists!”

“It was a weird day at the meeting with the Polish embassy. First it was a golden yellow kind of day outside and Andy showed up with green hair. They couldn’t stop laughing.”

(That my friends was a lousy attempt to point out the green hair)

“Sir, you are one helluva kidder… heeheehee…the flash of a nuclear bomb outside, my azzzzz!!!! heeheehooo… cuz if that were true, we’d have only 4.375 seconds until the blast-wave hiTTTttTTtTt UUSsSsSsSsSsSsSsSsS#@%$#%@$%@%##%%$@$$%$@##%$%$%^%#%^$#@!#!

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