No liquids or gels, boys. Are we clear?

Here's Junior's other twin sister Georginatina Lopez-Fineberg, who works as a masseuse at that new Steve Wynn hotel in Vegas, demonstrating how we'll need to be going through airport security from now on. When I say we, I mean, of course, you, not me, since I'll be on Air Force Two, swilling down the brewskys while you're stripping down to your socks and having your Brylcreem confiscated by retarded and clueless National Guardswomen. This is exactly what we've been waiting for, of course, so we could stop talking about that fucking loser in Connecticut and get down to some serious blame throwing and terror mongering. How about that new phrase "Islamic fascists"? You gotta love that. It's got that perfect blend of threat and meaninglessness that we strive for. And I do not, I repeat, fucking NOT, want anyone to bring up the fact that we've known about the threat of liquid explosives for years and instead of coming up with a screening machine that could deal with it, we've cut the funds to Homeland Security. And I do not, repeat NOT, want a word about the fact that it was the British secret service not the useless and fucked up CIA or NSA that found out about this dastardly plot. And I especially want nothing to be said about the fact that Georginatina's useless and fucked up brother is still on fucking vacation. When that retard wants to clear brush, nothing, not a massive nation destroying hurricane and certainly not a little airline destroying bomb plot, is going to stop him. We are talking deep back story.