The Noble Art of Cutting Red Tape

Holy fucking puss-buckets!! With the stream of rhetoric that I just called forth to get my drugstore to release two prescriptions a mere two days early, I could have settled the Suez Crisis! And then the Nobel Peace Prize would have come to ME instead of to The Right Honourable Lester B. Pearson! Shit! I should be sent to the Middle East, where my words would make ragout of the brains of the warring parties and so bring a state of calm to that most annoying contested little sandbox!!