Well, danged, Doug. Here I go out and spend an evening with Jeery Rasmussen and come home and find you holding down the fort against... well... everyone. So, you being my friend, Iz figures that, what the heck, you'd step in and help me...soz...

Herez what I'm gonna do for you. I'm gonna fight along side you this one time so you can catch your breath. Now watch the ol' bobert in action. Ahhhh, Doug. Why don't you just sit down here in this comfy folding chair whilst I fight fir a while... Here, let me fluff that pillow for ya. Ya comfy? Well good. Now here's how it done, Dougie:

Stand back, you commie pinkos! Doug has put *me* in charge! No more of this wllygagging and walzin'. No sir! Saddam is the devil. He's used weapopns of mass destuction against his own poeole and his neighbors. He'd really like to have a nuclear weapon to shoot at America and if he gets one he's gonna do it. Fir sure...

Howz I doing, Doug?

Now, we gotta stop this mad amn 'cause... ahhh... well, hmmmmmm? (Psssttt. Dougie, Help. Why do we have to stop him?)

Oh yeah, Saddam is a mad man and he's gonna blow up....( Yo, Doug. Ahhh, what's he gonna blow up?)

^$#&^)*&^#&^%*&*)(*)(&*

Yeah, Doug, but howz he gonna do that without...

(^&$#@*^^@^$&^%@%$#@*&

Sorry, Pal. But that doesn't make no sense at all. I thought you all over here on this side had all kinds of real stuff and ideas but, hmmmmmmm?

Look< Doug, atleast I tried. I called 'em a bunch of commies, didn't I?.....

Danged!

Bobert