Yesterday, when I saw the expiration date on some cheese in our refrigerator, I said out loud, "That's not the only thing that's expiring on January 20th!"
I honestly cannot think of anyone that I dislike more than George W. Bush. I think that if he knocked on my door, I would not invite him in. If he came up to me on the street and offered his hand, I would not shake it. He very well may be the human being single-handedly responsible for the most suffering in my lifetime. The fact that he's completely oblivious to his wrongdoing makes him all the more irksome.
Expires on January 20, 2009.
This picture pleases me on many levels.