It is Monday, March 17, 2003. Bush has just said that unless Saddam leaves
Iraq in two days, we are going to war. There are countless ways in which
this is wrong. But instead of rambling on here, I'll just let the story do
the talking.
Chapter 3: December, January/ The Stolen Voice
It was a cold and snowy day when another assembly was called.
"Kindergarteners, since Tim was in an unfortunate accident with a certain presidential limo driver, the runner up will be your new student council representative even though he only received one vote. George W. Bush." There were loud boos and hisses as he made his way up to the podium.
"Haha!! I win and stuff! Oh yeah, I promise to protect your rights and stuff." That went right out the window at the first Student Council meeting.
"So our first order of business is. yes Bush?"
"Mary Sue is a terrorist! I want to expel her!"
"But you've done the exact same things to her."
"So?! I'm the boss!"
"No you're not."
"I'm bigger than you so I'm the boss!"
"Well the Student Council doesn't agree with you."
"I don't care."
"Do the Kindergarteners even agree with you?"
"Who cares about them?"
"You, apparently."
"They should have known by now that I didn't really want to protect their rights and stuff."
"But you're the one who's breaking the rules!"
"F*** off!"
"Could you at least not swear in front of the little kids?"
"You know what? I don't like your name. Tom is a dumb name. Dumb like you and your dumb Student Council and the students' dumb rights as human beings. I'm going to change everything with your name in it to Government."
"Somehow a Peeping Government sounds even dumber."
"Who died and made you dictator?"
"I would ask you the same thing."
Der Diarrhea, January 12, 2004
I dun car wut doz kids sa, I's gonna get Mary Sue! She embarrassed mee and put my undees up da flag pol. Butt I gut in Student Council cuz my limo drivr ran Tim ovr.
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And on a somewhat related subject, a poem I thought of while watching the mass of lies Bush calls a speech.
The blood of thousands stains his hands
Striking terror in all lands
He will not learn from bloodshed past
None are spared from his unjust wrath
Where you are you're not safe here
His evil feeds upon your fear
When freedom falls, he gave the push
Is it Hussein? Or is it Bush?
Chapter 3: December, January/ The Stolen Voice
It was a cold and snowy day when another assembly was called.
"Kindergarteners, since Tim was in an unfortunate accident with a certain presidential limo driver, the runner up will be your new student council representative even though he only received one vote. George W. Bush." There were loud boos and hisses as he made his way up to the podium.
"Haha!! I win and stuff! Oh yeah, I promise to protect your rights and stuff." That went right out the window at the first Student Council meeting.
"So our first order of business is. yes Bush?"
"Mary Sue is a terrorist! I want to expel her!"
"But you've done the exact same things to her."
"So?! I'm the boss!"
"No you're not."
"I'm bigger than you so I'm the boss!"
"Well the Student Council doesn't agree with you."
"I don't care."
"Do the Kindergarteners even agree with you?"
"Who cares about them?"
"You, apparently."
"They should have known by now that I didn't really want to protect their rights and stuff."
"But you're the one who's breaking the rules!"
"F*** off!"
"Could you at least not swear in front of the little kids?"
"You know what? I don't like your name. Tom is a dumb name. Dumb like you and your dumb Student Council and the students' dumb rights as human beings. I'm going to change everything with your name in it to Government."
"Somehow a Peeping Government sounds even dumber."
"Who died and made you dictator?"
"I would ask you the same thing."
Der Diarrhea, January 12, 2004
I dun car wut doz kids sa, I's gonna get Mary Sue! She embarrassed mee and put my undees up da flag pol. Butt I gut in Student Council cuz my limo drivr ran Tim ovr.
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And on a somewhat related subject, a poem I thought of while watching the mass of lies Bush calls a speech.
The blood of thousands stains his hands
Striking terror in all lands
He will not learn from bloodshed past
None are spared from his unjust wrath
Where you are you're not safe here
His evil feeds upon your fear
When freedom falls, he gave the push
Is it Hussein? Or is it Bush?