I still remember the time I totally tore into Dubya at a Press Conference or dinner or something

[Rabrrrrrr]

Unfortunately, it was only in a dream. We were at some place with a lot of people, which makes me think a sort of press conference, but we were also all sitting down, so maybe it was just a dinner to which I somehow got invited.

Whatever it was, we were all being given chances to ask the president questions.

But I didn't ask him anything. I tore into him. Declaratives only. For minutes I was a machine gun of hate (but truthful!) bullets. And he became smaller and smaller in his chair, and almost to tears, or maybe was crying. And no one stopped me. Unfortunately, I woke up at the end of the rant, so I have no idea what happened after.

But man, it felt good.

[Midlodemocrat]

1. I still remember the time my dog pissed on his leg.

It was epic. Totally in my dreams, but epic nonetheless.

[Rabrrrrrr]

2. It was the least of the payback he owes me, for the hundreds of nights of nightmares he caused

watching planes explode and buildings fall down...

[RagAss]

3. Entered into the DU Book of Dreams !