Courtesy of Wonkette, it’s lurking Dick Cheney, chilling out in some shrubs with a voodoo doll and a pacemaker while the Commander of God, George W. himself, gives a ‘press conference’ in the rose garden. This may be the creepiest thing you see today, except for this little choice excerpt from a conservative blog that makes me question life:

The day before CPAC some people in my office were talking about Cheney and I said that I love Cheney and when I see him on TV I want to hug him. I don’t know why, but he just makes me smile. This made my boss laugh and is why I was given a ticket to the dinner.