Barkeep! Barkeep!

Now that Bush has finished his 4 days of trying to explain what the fuck we're doing in Iraq and why we're in the in the first place, let me give it to you in Cowboy speak so Bush can understand this too.

Imagine you just walked into a bar and the place is a mess. It's obvious that there's been a major brawl. The bartender is really pissed off and has a few janitors cleaning and is reassuring everyone that he just sent a few bouncers to chase down that fucker who started the fight in the first place.

Things are kind of settling down, trying to look like a respectable place again but the bartender keeps eyeing this one big dude that's been sitting at the end of the bar the whole time. You can tell he's been through the wringer but he's still there, drinking his beer, stealing tips, paying off bouncers, just a dirty guy that likes to sit at the bar and make a little trouble in his little area. He's caused a few fights at the bar before, some with the bartender winking and nodding and some with the bartender having to stop it, but he's tolerated. Till now.

For whatever reason, still pissed about the semblance of his bar, maybe still a little reared up, maybe just pissed the previous shift didn't deal with him, he's calling in the brute's tab. He's saying "Pay up and get out. I think you caused this bar fight in the first place!" The brute shrugs it off. The bartender gets even more pissed and calls back some bouncers to deal with this guy. He's dragged out but that causes an even bigger brawl to start and a chair is flying right at you.

How's that sound cowboy Bushie? You likin' what this bar fight is doing to our bar?

I need a drink.