Republicus
"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door." The Statue of Liberty (P.S. Please be so kind as to enter through the proper channels and in an orderly fashion)
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Heh-heh. Yup. It's "e."
Republicus likes a fighter, and for a "moron" and "chickenhawk" who's "The worst president in the history of the United States, Dubya has kicked some serious, consequential butt.
He's courageously steered the direction of the country and the world against great odds and fevered opposition.
P.S. Notice that the bull has been stuck by several swords before goring the matador. Bush has likewise taken quite a few shots on the chin before coming back with the bullhorn (pun intended).
P.P.S.: I was really hoping that the Redskins would meet the Pats in Super Bowl XL, Amy. :(
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