Dear Mr. President,
It is with the deepest regret that I must inform you of grave news: The terrorists have won. Attached is photographic evidence that is not for the weak at heart. (Now, would be a good time to eat a cookie and give the photos to Dick Cheney. Everyone likes a helper!)
During this darkest hour, I can’t help but think, had you provided me with a jetpack, we could’ve turned this thing around. Sure, I only wanted to wear it while having sex with models, but if you know another way to win the war on terror, I’m all ears.
Didn’t think so,
The Superficial Writer
NOTE: Video after the jump. It’s the only one I could get my hands on, and it, uh, might try to sell you porn. So, no need to thank me. I love my peoples!