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Just three days and I'll never have to see that douchebag's oil-slicked, skin-falling-off-like-night-of-the-living-dead face again, EVER! I'm already imagining what it's going to be like ...
No one is going to care what he thinks.
No one is going to ask his take on things.
No press reports about the guy who represents me to the F'ING WORLD choking on some small snack food or handing out cowboy hats to foreign leaders.
No more having to listen to speeches from someone who has to reach just to barely pull off STUMBLING through a sentence. I mean, good sweet christ!
No more seeing pictures of him just constantly falling off of shit. Like, "Oh! Here's something new, let me see if I can fall off of the thing?"
Hey, maybe I'll even stop swearing in the middle of words that have more than two syllables when I talk about the president :P
And Charlie Gibson will be safe again too!
Man it is going to fucking OWN!!! I just really really really really really really really don't like george bush.
That's all!!!
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