Remember during the 'debates' when algore's handlers programmed him to do the physical intimidation thing?
Big Al shuffled over to W like Dr. Frankensteins monster... I thought he'd slipped off the deep end and was going to take a poke at Bush.
Sigh...
It's all gone now Al...
The dream... The labor of a lifetime...
It's over...
At least you've got ole Tippy.
Ummm... You DID clear this surrender announcement with Tippy... Right Al?