So, Chimperor Shrubusto the Lazy is once again considering his legacy. Figures...I never bought his "we'll all be dead when history judges us" crap. Like most insecure little men, Shrub desperately craves adulation. Sheez, that's one of the reasons why he invaded Iraq: outdo Poppy, bask in Mission Accomplished adoration ego trip, and prance the codpieced, flight-suited strut.
Gee...too bad that all turned out to be as empty as Shrub's cranium...or Babs's charity basket.
Legacy? Ha. Here's your fucking legacy...
Mount Rushmore
Mount Chickenshit
Hell, if you were a Taiwanese cop, you'd be adorned with more Hello Kitty crap than a 9 year old Osakan schoolgirl.
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