So apparently, we don't have as much clout as we thought! Condi marched over to the Middle East thinking what she had to say was actually going to stick. Of course she was urged on by a host of fat white guys that have filled her head with illusions of grandeur. Looks like her head is hurting a bit here. "Anyone got a Tylenol...Advil...Scotch...a gun?"

Since we weren't "greeted as liberators" here either, we've now gotten the bright idea to go along with the whole silly cease fire thing.

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