“Goodbye Johnny. I think it’s only fair to warn you, I will ruin your life one more time before the day is done.”
“Dmitry! You’re a fucking bastard, and I fuckin’ love you for it! You take care, buddy!”
“Goodbye Reptiloid. I’m sorry we had to sacrifice our free market principles, but I think in time, history will show that giving billions of dollars to CEOs of failing banks was the right thing to do.”
“Okay George, 8 years are up, and I held up my end of the deal—now will you destroy those bloody pictures?”
“Bye Bye Silvio Berlusconi. You gotta come see us in Texas sometime. We’ll show you how to do Italian food right—we got never ending pasta, lots of breadsticks, Laura loves the salad. We got lots of hospitaliano.”
“Hey Ruth, can you send in some coffee. Hey Ruth… Ruth! Hmm, intercom’s busted. I’m pushing the button, but… oh holy fuckin’ shit balls!”
It’s 8:17 PM EST and President Bush has finally killed us all.