Keyboarders Go AWOL
The wingnuts are still waiting for Uncle Karl and the Chinless Twins to e-mail them today's scripts.
Instapudnut has found Steven den Beste (and why was he looking for him?), but can't seem to find those 380 tons of missing explosives.
Hugh Fuckwit, blogging directly from Ken Mehlman's rectum, valiantly tries to distract with the Security Council bed-wetter, but can't get any traction. Fuckwit only finds the looted explosives story significant as it relates to Bush's election chances, showing no concern over how (or against who) the stolen explosives might be used.
Batsboy calls it a "screw up," and he should know.
These boys sure are slow on their feet.