Put yourself in Dick's shoes for a few moments. Imagine what it must be like to go from being the Dark Lord of the Universe one day to being just a cranky old guy chasing Democrats off his lawn the next. I know I would be pretty pissed. Especially when (the current economy notwithstanding) your future employment opportunities are slim to none. I mean what kind of a job is out there in the corporate world that Dick's resume would fit in with?
Seriously, when he lists his accomplishments such as instigating the first war of aggression by the United States; operating clandestine torture cells around the globe; unjustly imprisoning hundreds of individuals; violating the Geneva Conventions; dismantling the Constitution of the United States; stealing elections; baby-sitting an idiot for eight years; and generally spreading fear and terror where ever he went. Wow! If only the old Soviet Union was still around. He could be it's new leader. Or maybe he could take Robert Mugabe's job in Zimbabwe? Nah. He's not comfortable around, you know, those people.
Nope. We've got to find something for Dick right here in the good old US of A. Let me think. Let me think. I know! He could get a job at the local animal shelter running the gas chamber for all the stray cats and dogs. Perfect! It's not too strenuous. Can't forget his heart problems, ya know. He wouldn't have to travel. Awful lot of countries out there just itching to lock him up if he sets foot on their territory. No, killing small defenseless creatures is right up his alley. I'd just advise against standing to close when he's stuffing them into the chamber. Accidents do seem to happen to poor Dick.
Thar he blows!
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