Time to store away your acorns, America.

Secret Service Agent: "Mr. President, I told you to dress for the weather."

"Why didn't you pardon Scooter Libby, you little shit? You gonna throw ME under the bus too? Good luck getting my wheelchair under there!!"

"I'll put on the jacket when I'm damned good and ready to... and stop calling here, Card."

Tomorrow's generation fights with a Bull Market.

STIM PACKAGE SIGNING

"You're serious, you won't even hand me the pen?"

This week Michael Jackson sold his right hand on Craig's List and threw in his nose to cover shipping.

"O" - CANADA!

"U.S. Eh..."

"Do I have tree bark on my breath? Be honest."

Pup Daddy.