Darn pinkos. Standing in the cold with the goal of tormenting the honorable Walter Reed patients. Pinkos suck.
I was hoping Coop or someone would have convinced one of the pinkos to stick his/her tongue to a pole in defiance of President Bush.
Coop taunted them relentlessly. Among other things, he shouted "I'm not a murderer," which is what Crazy Backpack Guy said to him upon being asked whether he served in the military.
I shouted that the Pinkos could still make the Cuba trip. "Just swim to Cuba. Free healthcare, free education. It's a socialist paradise."
They didn't appear happy. Oh, that's right. They never appear happy.
No patient bus from Fran O'Brien's tonight, but we're not sure why.
Maybe the Fran O'Brien's program is on hiatus with many patients already back home for Christmas? Maybe you can check with your sources when you are back in the pink, oops, I mean returned to health?
We all missed you. Hope that you have a speedy recovery. Chicken soup, rest, and a lot of petting of Gipper and Landry may help.
We sang some cheers and songs of support for President Bush into their tiny pink ears!!