Neocons Poker Night

NEOCONS POKER NIGHT

By JIVEWIRE

It’s Sunday night in Crawford, Texas. Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and Lieberman are sitting at the poker table of Dubya’s ranch playing Texas Stole ‘Em. Rumsfeld is chomping on his cigar, Bush has his lucky ten gallon cowboy hat on.

Bush- awwwright boys, I’ll raise ya two Iraqi oil fields!

Cheney- Go f**k yourselves! I will raise 1,000 shares of Halliburton!

Lieberman- I’m out….but…wait…c’mon guys, i’m on your team, give me another chance!

Rumsfeld- You are all immoral and confused…I’ll raise you 2,000 shares of my stock in the bird flu vaccine!

Bush- Im out! No, i’m never out! Lemme call daddy or the Saudi’s and borrow some money from em!

Cheney- Dolt! Unallowable! Don’t make me angry! OHHHHHH, my heart!!! (Clutching his chest)

Rumsfeld- Chimpster, ya did it again! Third stroke this week!

Lieberman- If he kicks the bucket, can I fill his spot?!

(Bush just sits there, with a glazed look in his eyes, exactly how he sat in the classroom on 9/11, upon hearing about the attack on the WTC )

CHENEY REGAINS HIS COMPOSURE-

Cheney- Imbeciles!!! I will never die!!! HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bush- HeeeeeeeeeeeHAWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

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