Where to begin…
I just want to be perfectly clear on this. The Democrats may very well have had their chuckles when a pretzel nearly KO’d our President, but they can’t escape some payback for their shameless Francophilia now.
This little episode begs the question on how one goes about discovering clinical depression in poodles (read: Parisian rodents). Was the little vermin depressed before–or because–of the bite?
And never mind Chirac, what about the dog?