Thank you so very much, from the bottom of my acky breaky heart fot the past eight great years of serving as your President...uh, Vice President. If I knew how, I would smile at each and every one of you.
Fortunately, I've brought along this mime and he's now coming out of his bullshit invisible cube and smiling for me. Thank you. Now get lost before I shoot you in the face, Idiot.
I thought we might get kicked out after four years with our obvious Halliburton payoffs and that last oil price gouging, but you sorry suckers bought that whole Weapons of Mass Destruction bit.
Wow. What a bunch of dodos. Anyway, I now have plenty of money in Swiss accounts by early 2009 to make sure my great great grandchildren's nannies can live comfortably.
I mean, how do you silly-asses do it? I'm talking about waking up each day so you can make me more money. Oh, Obama will now get his share but he'll do it by taxes. I had planned to do a little jig but I gotta watch the old ticker. So I've hired these Dancing Mullahs to do it for me. Let's clear them out a spot.
Remember guys, do this right and you're out of Gitmo, and headed for a drop over the Afghanistan mountains where they'll welcome you with firing weapons into the air. Let's hope they wait till you land and can explain.
So here's Billy Ray Cyrus and the Dancing Mullahs!
Well, that was interesting at least. I'll say goodbye now. It's been good having you serve me!