Apparently the 9 dwarfs missed this little tidbit when they were flaying Bush last night at their version of a Tough Man contest.
Now maybe Lukoil, ElfTotal and all the other wannabes can show the world what they can do in the oil patch.
Gee, I hope the deal wont interrupt the supply of vaseline for my hairdo.
The act by the nine 'RAT Trolls last night was shameless. They really
came off ugly, imho. They can burn in #&** as far as I'm concerned.
Above is the REAL Frankenstein!
Click HERE to see the DNC's Bushenstein
(Barf Alert!)http://www.onpointradio.org/shows/2002/07/20020703_a_main.asp
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Howard Dean
Howard Dean says he's running for President, and on paper he's quite a candidate.
He's the longest-serving Democratic governor. He signed the first law in the country to allow gay unions. And, he's got the endorsement of America's favorite president-that-isn't: Martin Sheen.
In real life, most Americans would pass Howard Dean on the street without a second glance. Can a candidate with just about zero national name-recognition actually make a viable run for the nation's highest office? Tonight, Howard Dean, the invisible candidate.
Are you kidding? The libs (and their willing handmaidens in the media) will complain when the oilfield services contracts aren't awarded to the New York Times, Disney Corp or, failing that, a minority company...
It's O.K. for leftists supporters to be "big business" and make "obscene profits". It's for the chil'run, y'know...
Whoever bids on the work--and should one of them be awarded the contract--there will have to be a project manager.
We built a house for the project manager of Texaco's billion-dollar coal gassification plant in Baton Rouge twenty years ago, and he would be out testing the joints between pyramid blocks with a razor blade.
May the "winners" of this pair of contracts live in interesting times, with overruns, late fees, penalties, and, of course, interest.
Should have left it to the proven pros. Now they'll have to perform to spec, enforced by this guy:
I said ONE MILLION BARRELS OF CRUDE A DAY, maggot!
Not one barrel less no matter how bunched your bloomers are!
Now drop and give me fifty. . .thousand!