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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

....My Bad, I didn't mean to bust a cap in your 78-year-old face...

If God exists, he gave all the comedians in America and The Daily Show a gold mine by having Cheney accidentally shooting one of his supporters in the face while quail hunting. The quails were raised in captivity and were/are wingless. It's basically shooting fishes in a barrel just add a 78-year-old man into the mix. Poor Harry Whittington, all he was doing was packing up the quail that he just dispatched and he was greeted the nation's second most powerful man ...with a shot to the face. But from what I hear, he's doing well. We may not agree on politics but I wouldn't wish such a horrific injury on anyone...unless they tried to inflict it on me or if it was Fred Phelps, Pat Robertson, that bitch Jasmine from 6th grade etc..

There have been reports that Whittington was at one point, in very critical condition but he's fine now. Although I didn't really like how the White House sort of blamed it on him. The man expected everyone there to ..I don't know... pick out the man amongst the flock of quails in front of them. It's not exactly "Where Waldo?" (which I always kicked ass, btw) for gawd sake. That's not too much to expect. This happened Saturday and unlike their usual preemptive behavior, the White House waited a day to even talk about the story. Of course, a reporter outed them..word travels fast here in the states, just look at our tabloids. Or Angelina's bump watch.

Dick has to be under a lot of stress to make such a mistake. Perhaps he has not had his annual eye exam? Did he mentally shut down and imagine that Whittington was Jack Abramoff or a New York Times reporter? Maybe Whittington and him had an argument over who would ride shotgun? They could have fought over who was going to use their special quail recipe afterwards. We don't know....and I don't think we ever will.

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