It's a Saddam Hussein Christmas!
And those beeches wouldn't give me any aftershave or cologne. Animals, freakin' animals I tell ya!
I have very sensitive skin.
I'm a sensitive flower child.
And another thing .... that one ply toilet paper is bullsh*t. I have a sensitive tushy too.
Don't bring me none of that Starbucks coffee either, I hear Jooos run the company, you hear?
O.K. ..... so where was I ?
Oh right, I Saddam Hussein am a ......
... am a delicate flower.
And another thing ....
Could you at least give me a better looking beotch? I mean come on, going back to my cell to Ramsey Clark? Someone else ..... anybody, Janine Garofalo even. I hear she thinks I'm really hot. What's that .... you'll need a day? O.K. ......
Hey lookie there, Christiane Amanpour. Hey girl, whatcha doin' later?
Oh goodie goodie. I'm gonna get me some. Yeah baby!
A hummina ..... a hummina .....
It's almost Saddam time!
Question: can I still beat her if she is not my wife?
No, no ..... wait. I'm still bidding. Two hundred, I bid two hundred for that CNN harlot.
Whew .... that was close. Another day with Ramsey, that would have killed me. This is pure torture.
I am like so out of here.
Who's your Daddy? Uh huh ..... that's right. Bond ....... Saddam Hussein Bond.
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