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Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Ugh. The cars are too far away.

Oh my God! Isn't that Saddam Hussein? He's somehow escaped capture, and is now driving, of all things, a minivan! No doubt, I'm sure he's up to no good. Maybe I should follow him, he's probably on his way to meet with a secret terrorist cell?

I can't believe it! Isn't that Osama Bin Laden? And he's following Saddam! Certainly they must be on their way to a common destination. Huh, that's too bad, they aren't carpooling.

I wonder if the Government knows these clowns are in the country, speeding down the Interstate, certainly they must know this. They always say they're on top of everything (or at least act like they are). So, where is President Bush when you need him?

Ahhh, there's good ole George! Apparently realizing all his high tech ways of capturing the terrorists isn't working as well as he had hoped, he's now going low tech. Having jumped into the back of a pickup truck, he's now in hot pursuit of the bad guys. He's like Rosco P. Coltrane giving chase to Bo and Luke Duke. Go George Go!!! As he passes me by, I swear I heard him yelling "We're going to be on them like a duck on a junebug." Good grief, Lord help us all.

Well, I doubt I'm going to be able to top my last three sightings.

Huh?!? This guy is freaking me out, he's just staring at me. And he looks rather crazy, don't you think? Have you seen this guy before? I tell ya, driving on the Interstate is like a box of chocolates, you just never know what you're going to get. I'd say this one is a hard caramel chocolate, I just hate caramel.