| What's war all about, Wolfie?
Rebel rockets, an omen they give. What's war all about? Iraq wants us out, Wolfie. All we've spent to make war: Through a sieve. Our pResident is blind. Neoconning fools are blind, Wolfie.
Right wing heaven for Shrub, Wolfie?
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So don't squawk.
If you're smart, go away.
We'll remind the Shrub he will pay.
Wolfie... Wolfie...