I'm a tiger when I get mad. I could eat a fucking Democrat.

Yeah, yeah, I know I've been underground for a while, and there's been a lot of shit under the bridge, what with the loonies all jumping around for what we laughingly call "the election", like it mattered. Like we're not going to arrange another terrorist attack and get Rudy in there for another four years of me calling the shots. Anyway, I was keeping a low profile but I just can't let this tiger thing pass without a comment. I know, I know, Pakistan is all fucked up, and whats her name got shot or blown up or hit her head on a sunroof--excuse me, even we wouldn't try to sell that one--but that tiger that ate the guy in San Francisco, that really gets my goat. What the fuck, you know? Here's this perfectly okay tiger bitch thing, minding her own tiger business, gnawing on antelope legs or whatever the fuck they do, and all of a sudden there's a press conference? Hello? What's she supposed to do? Sit there? No, Shee Ra or whatever the fuck her name is, jumps over the little wall, which is too low, we find out later, and munches down on some Latino guy. I know, I know, rotten luck. But he's in a fucking zoo. What's he think is going to happen? So then they shoot the tiger, and god knows who else. I don't know. It's enough to make you give up hunting. HA! I don't think so.