Okay, this Hans Blix guy is really getting under my skin. Yes, I invited him to talk about things, but that is all he does. Yap Yap Yap. "Oh Mister Hussein, if you don't comply you're going to face sudden and inevitable death!" He's such a.. how do you Americans say.. hater. He just wants me to move from my comfy La-z-boy and flee the country. MY country. I don't think so Mister Blix. You can take your bitchass self on the hell out of here, and don't let the door hit you where the good Allah split you.
On another note, I hear the White House has risen the terror threat level. Bush needs to concentrate on that instead of me. You know, so I can get him in the back before he gets me. Unfair, you say? All's fair in Inspections and War.
Okay, I must get myself some sleep so I can get through another day of Blix. Until next time.