Screw it.

[docwebster]

I'M running for President!

Okay, I realize I don't have a chance in downtown Cleveland of actually getting on ballots - much less winning - but count me in!

(Pat Robertson enters the Oval Office)

"Mr. President, ah gather that yew are a lover of them damn ho-mo-sex-you-wulls."

"I gather you're a colossal jackass with all the wit, charm and self posession of a used condom. Plus, God thinks you're about as bright as Pickett's Charge. Boys, take this man away and have him buggered to death with his own left arm."

Ah, the possibilities.

Comments

[batty-starr.livejournal.com]

Just amazing. :D I'd vote for you.

[docwebster.livejournal.com]

Yay!

Pick an ambassadorship, any ambassdorship..

[insanegypsy.livejournal.com]

Should I get my banner ready??

[docwebster.livejournal.com]

Sorry... I was distracted for a second by the thought of you wearing that banner and a smile. *cough* Wow. Hee. :)

[insanegypsy.livejournal.com]

Hahaha....you're crazy :)

[docwebster.livejournal.com]

Complaints? Hee.

[insanegypsy.livejournal.com]

Never!

[docwebster.livejournal.com]

Well, I have to go work out for a bit and then run a couple errands. I should be back in a couple hours or so.

Besides, I need to start thinking of my cabinet. I just *might* run next time. Absolutely no joke at all, mind you.

[insanegypsy.livejournal.com]

= )

[gridlore.livejournal.com]

Can I be the Secretary of Defense?

[docwebster.livejournal.com]

I had you penned in for Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. :)