George Bush Jr.
What do you say, compadre? Gimme a nice thick piece a meat, Texas style. If you don’t comply, I’ll be forced to blow up the kitchen and liberate the French fries.
Please bring me a rational hamburger that is not in any way implicated in the vast right wing conspiracy.
Oh boy oh boy, you betchya I’d like a nice tasty mooseburger. You know I can see a McDonald’s from my house? Oh, can I get that with no big government taxes and a side of tea?
John F. Kennedy
Ask not what that hamburger can do for you. Ask what you can do for that hamburger. Lend me your hand, and within 10 years we’ll put that hamburger on the moon.
Now, the right thing to do would be to give me that hamburger before I “accidentally” mistake your face for a juicy quail.
Come on man, don’t you see it’s your patriotic duty to give me that hamburger. After all, this is a big %^&*@# deal!
George Bush Sr.
Read my lips. I will not impose any new taxes on that hamburger if you’ll just hand it here.
Look, I think it’s better for the whole burger when you spread the mayonnaise around. We don’t want just the tastiest part of the burger getting all the mayonnaise.
I have no more right than you do to take away that hamburger’s liberty. Just leave it to the free market, and see if it jumps in my belly.
I did not have tasty sensations with that hamburger. Give me another one and I swear I’ll eat that burger, the whole burger, and nothing but the burger.
Mr. Gorbachev, open this gate. Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall and bring me a hamburger.
There is no way on God’s green earth I’m buying a hamburger for $3.95 from a restaurant that supports causes that completely violate my conscience. How about $3.50 and you throw in a free pickle?
Bring me a good ole fashioned maverick burger, and make sure you reach across the aisle to borrow some ketchup from my best buddy Joe Biden.
I refuse to accept the status quo of burgers. Now I want you to offer free healthcare to all customers, or I will take you in the back room and remove your face with the cheese grater.
With all due respect, that is the people’s hamburger. Now throw it in the back of the truck so I can take it to Washington.
I think this hamburger will be well received. It kind of looks like a chicken sandwich, and it doesn’t speak with a burger accent.
Let me get that burger to go, please. I’m looking to disappear for a few days.
Give me a burger cooked with renewable energy, and make sure the ice doesn’t melt before you put it in my drink.
Dude, just give me the *&^%$# burger before I slit your throat, you @^%$* retard!