The Catered Hanging of all CAPTIONS!!!!

"Of course, I take responsibility for it. I take responsibility for everything I say. Just like I take responsibility for making the Middle East a better place by getting rid os Saddam. So when I say something and it turns out not to be so right (which some insist calling 'wrong,' but that's just politics), when I say it and say I mean it, I take responsibility for that. Then when it starts stinking, I'll take responisibililty for that. Even when I say I made a mistake, I take responsibility for it. Now if I'd said I really, really mean it and it later turns out not to look so hot, I take responsibility for meaning it. And when I say I made a mistake, I take responsibility for that, too, just like going to war and taking responsibility for making the world a better place. So when I say something and I really mean it, I'll take responsibility for saying I mean it if it's later a mistake and when I correct it I'll take responsibility too until I get to the bottom of it. . . . See???"

... it's like how people have pictured for us what Jesus looked like ... and, I'm, like, absolved and stuff ... Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears. I believe I've said it best in the past when I said such things as ... When Iraq is liberated, you will be treated, tried, and persecuted as a war criminal. Sometimes, Washington is one of these towns where the person - people who think they've got the sharp elbow is the most effective person. I promise you I will listen to what has been said here, even though I wasn't here. And, I was probably at my best when I said ... I know what I believe. I will continue to articulate what I believe and what I believe - I believe what I believe is right.

Throw out the Virgin Mary, put your Hindi dioramas in the garden and get your very own corner-of-the-room Georgie Kresh. Never needs winding.

Oh My GOD WHERE ARE THE TELEPROMPTERS?!?!??!

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recede into memory, fade, and are swallowed whole
by time's insatiable appetite. Our small sadness
is soon assuaged by the lighting of lamps, a spring night,
and minds that wake, fire up vast circuitries
to bring themselves to diamond clarity
that they might inscribe new captions
on the abyss, the maw that outlasts life, a sweet
sign, at least, of man's faith and ever going forth.



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Alternate:
The fish was this big!