Inspired by the contrition of Mr. Whittington, the man with the audacity to put his body between your shotgun and a quail, I'd like to offer my own apology to Mr. Dick Cheney.
Mr. Vice President, I would personally like to apologize to you. I realize that you've been through hell, and it's my fault. I blame my own empathy for this tragedy. If it wasn't for my concern for the health and well-being of Mr. Whittington, I wouldn't have given the shooting a second thought. In retrospect, I realize now that if the Vice-President shoots something, whether it be a bird raised to be a living skeet or a 78-year old man, it deserves to be shot.
As long as I'm making this apology, I would like to pass on a few other apologies...
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