Shoeing out Shrub

W, the lamest duck that ever waddled, went to Iraq on an unannounced visit, and an Iraqi journalist winged a brogue at him. There is already chatter out on the blogs that a second shoe actually came from a nearby grassy knoll. Also, the journalist called W a dog. I've been using a sorta variation of that epithet for eight years now, as, 'That dumb sumbitch is gonna destroy this country.' Wonder how he feels handing over a devastated country to the next guy?