The Epic of KuklaM*A*S*H
We Here Are All Half-Assed Comrades In Arms
Sep 6, 2021
Cherish The Fatherless Child Who Holds Your Hand, Chapter 33, verse 34
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you very much. Thank you very much. It’s always great to stand before such a great American crowd who appreciates a good story about going to Dover or Walter Reed. It’s hard work being your president.
So we had a deal where we were going to get out with great honor, and they weren’t going to play aniy games. And we had them melded in with the government, but I’ve never been a big fan of Ghandi.
I always said he was a total crook. I’ve said it for years. It turned out he was a crook. Ghandi was a crook. His father must be rolling over.
And he left. He fled. He fled with a lot of cash and the treasury and his own army. How does this stuff happen? What we’ve done, how we got into that mess, it’s just amazing. Why would anyone vote for the Democrats? How could I have lost without cheating? It’s just unbelievable.
But we could have gotten out with honor and we should have gotten out with honor. Honor was the minimum. And instead we got out with the exact opposite of honor. You know what that is, don’t you? I shouldn't have to tell you.
Since my administration began negotiating the peace deal last year, somebody said, “Oh, he’s dealing with the Taliban.” Who the hell else am I supposed to deal with? The Democrats sure as hell won't deal.