Wait a minute! Wasn't George Bush our last president? Before the sax playing guy? Didn't we already throw his smirky ass out? O-o-o-o-h, that was his daddy. . .

I'll drink whatever you're buying (as long as it's whiskey) and then we can argue about which of the donkeys and pink heffalumps would make a better caretaker of el Casa Blanca (Of all the gin joints in all the world, these two mopes have to pick this one). Ain't politics grand?