Bedtime for Gonzo (For Real, This Time!)

Left: Former A.G. Alberto Gonzalez, profile in toolishness.

Well, another fuckup has been added to the Murder's Row of fuckups who have resigned in disgrace from the Brush administration. Domo arigato, Roboto Gonzalez ("Danger! Warning, Will Robinson!!! My programming to slavishly obey everything Brush commands has totally fucked me in the robot ass!! Warning! Any robot-ass-plastic surgeons in the house? Who does a gay Mexican Attorney General have to blow to get his reamed out robot ass repaired?"). Yes, thank you, Gonzo...thank you for finally doing what lesser, saner, less toolish men would have done six months ago. You bravely plunged the sword through your heart before a Cheney hitman wrapped piano wire around your throat. I personally will always remember you as the total fuckup that somehow made John Ashcroft look good. Sayonara, motherfucker. You're like the headless guy in the back of the car in Pulp Fiction that needs to me discarded. As Mr. Wolf sez, you're "no one who'll be missed."