We think we're addicted. We've begun to notice that we can't help but look at George W without thinking of a new t-shirt. Our eyes water, our shoulders shake, sometimes we fall off our chairs.
We think we're addicted. No matter what we promise ourselves, no matter how often we say NEVER again, we find ourselves sitting around the office long after everyone else has gone home, laughing ourselves sick over new 100% cotton ideas.
Admit it, if you've read this far there's a good chance you see George W the same way we do. And we think we're addicted. Addicted to dope.
