Hell, your maternalistical fantasmagoristicies, my, they're remindicatin' me of an old Texational proverb, goes, uh, y'cain't fool someone as can be fooled no if you're a fool the fool you're foolin' cain't be the fool fooled uh... twice. Donald.

[Dubya] And that would make your move... what, exactly?

[pen] I fear you may have blown your cover...

[rab] And you too, dear. Quick, scarper before they spot us!

Who? Oh! *hides*