Talk about your eleventh hour
It was with considerable surprise that I read about the resignation of U.S. Defense Secretary Donald “Grimace Palm” Rumsfeld. This November weekend the man dubbed “The Cackling Jackal” by the Pentagon press corps will be starting the daunting task of clearing out his office. It will require many sturdy boxes to accommodate all the framed bayonets, nude Remington bronzes of Greco-Roman wrestlers, signed photos of smiling Afghan warlords, and the skulls of those who questioned him.
Referring to conflict in Mesopotamia, Rumsfeld cited an “unfamiliar war [...] It is not well known” as the most distracting event during his tenure as Defense Secretary. In fact, when the American people were polled recently about their attitudes toward the war, the top responses were, “War? What war?”, “There’s a war?” and “Wore? You mean, like, for Halloween?”
The poetry of D.H. Rumsfeld
Rumsfeld’s ninja moves decoded
“My Half-Assed Job Here Is Done”
If a bullfrog had wings he wouldn’t bump his ass a-hoppin’
Today is Veterans’ Day in the United States, and Armistice Day elsewhere.
“…and the skulls of those who questioned him.”
Heh.
Comment by Jane — Saturday 11 November 06 @ 02.42 MST+2.00
Come on, though…
You’ve got to admit you yearned for his glasses. Just the sight of the glasses made people cringe. Imagine the power those specs held?!
Why, I could….I could …I WILL Rule The World.
Comment by DarkoV — Saturday 11 November 06 @ 05.25 MST+2.00