Superiority, however, is not a necessarily inherent trait. Therefore, please listen closely -- You can have a funeral any old time. You dig a hole, you plant a coffin. I, however, cannot perform these tests next year, next month, next week or even tomorrow -- I must perform them now. [drill noise -- VEEP VEEP!] I've got a lot of cutting and pasting to do, gentlemen, so please return to your porch rockers and resume whittling!
(Puts drill to Laura's forehead and starts drilling...)
Oddly, the bit that's stuck in my head is, "You dig a hole, you plant a coffin."
This does not seem like a particularly difficult thing to do.
Nor, I think, does it require live television coverage.
I see I was mistaken.
Better not be my tax dollars at work paying to ship the bastard cross-country. Again. You know how much gas costs? You know how much fuel Air Force One must burn through? Couldn't they ship Mister Small Government UPS or something?
Having said that, I find Bush/Zombie Reagan 2004 to be in extremely poor taste. After all that man did
to this planet for this country, I think the least we can do is bury him as deep as possible, at a crossroads, after beheading the body, and set up a defensive perimeter to prevent him ever, ever crawling out.
Or maybe we should shoot him into the sun. . .