I like money

You know what's awesome? The "economic stimulus" tax refund. I, for one, think that it's about time we started believing in magic and fairies again, and I've got to hand it to this administration for making it all possible. Perhaps the magic pixies could do something about the hole in the ozone layer on their way to the Republican national convention in September.

We're so broke that our national debt is closing in on 9 and a half trillion dollars, and so Dubya is going to send us a prize for not rising up as one and slaying him. Nine and a half trillion dollars. That's nine and a half million million dollars. Exxon would have to pay us in tons of diamonds to take gas from them to make that worthwhile. Gas stations would have to turn into free spas where high class hookers read you stories while movie stars pumped your gas and re-enacted famous scenes from their films to make it worthwhile. You know how this tax refund can make a difference? If ever motherfucker who gets their $1200 goes straight to WalMart and buys a shotgun and body armor and marches on Washington.

However, W's term is almost over, so that would be a waste of time. Feel free to do it though; the ensuing hilarity would make my day. Meanwhile, I think I'll spend mine on GAS.