I say some brave liberal gets their ass into that White House to steal that freakin’ rug already.
For whatever reason, Bush seems fixated on his rug. Virtually all visitors to the Oval Office find him regaling them about how it was chosen and what it represents.
“Also, my rug was stolen.”
“The rug was in the car?”
“No. It was here.”
“[eager] Oh, separate incidents.”
“[on answering machine] George, this is Maude. I need to see you. I’m the one who took your rug.”
“Well. I guess we can close the books on that one.”