Big Dick to the fucking rescue

So now they're talking Censure. Right, like the Senate is suddenly growing balls. And Junior's getting nervous, and is hitting the bottle again. And just when I was convinced he couldn't be fucking stupider than he already is. Junior drunk makes Junior sober look like a fucking brain surgeon. And the baby Republicans are all pissing in their pants about November and 2008. Well, give it all a big fucking rest, chumps, because Big Daddy's gonna take real good care of ya'll. I'm headin' in from left field and lo and fucking behold, it'll be Cheney in 2008, you watch and see. You know how I know? Because there ain't gonna be no fucking real election. We control the voting machines. We control the electoral committees. And if it comes down to it, we control the Supremes. We did it before. We'll just do it again. Go back to the fucking kitchen, Hill, cause you is not gonna be in the White House again. Big Dick guaranfuckingtees it.