GWB: Dick? This is the Decider.
DC: Quack. What's up?
DC: Obstruction of your bowels again?
GWB: No, obstruction of justice.
DC: O.K. What kind?
DC: We don't torture, remember?
GWB: But those tapes showed we did.
DC: That's why I ordered their destruction.
GWB: Two of the fellows on that 9/11 Commission are saying that we obstructed justice.
DC: Quack! No problem. We'll be long gone from the Executive Office by the time the courts ever get to their final arguments.
GWB: Good. Thanks. Retirement looks better and better all the time.
GWB: O.K. I have to get back to work on my memoirs and legacy. Happy hunting. Don't shoot anyone.
DC: Quack! Quack!
(If you have a more logical rhyme please put in your dime)
IT'S THE OIL STUPID!