Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Sea Monkeys

At some point, George Bush will be forced to choose between his cronies and his country. Until that day arrives, we can continue to enjoy his juvenile habit of nicknaming those around him.

Brownie. Big Time. Guru. Rummy. Pootie-Poot.

Those don't sound like the names of public officials and foreign leaders. They sound the names given to the inhabitants of an elementary school's Sea Monkey tank.

Of course, when that tank of sea monkeys goes bad, you just flush them down the toilet. America is not so lucky. The adults are going to have to clean up a really big mess when Dubya tires of the toy his Poppy gave him.

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