George Bush and Dick Cheney were in Iraq for a week and decided that they would travel by horseback to look over their oil fields that they were, ah, liberating.

Bush: "You know Dick, I'm a real cowboy and I don't want you riding my horse. So I'm going to cut off half its tail so that we know which horse is mine and which horse is yours."

Dick: "That sounds okay with me."

So Bush cut his horse's tail in half and holding the other half in his hand said, "Mission Accomplished."

That night, Bin Laden snuck into the camp and cut off half the tail on Cheney's horse. The next morning confusion reigned.

Bush: "This is terrible, but I'm going to stay the course. Bring 'em on."

Dick: "President Sir, do you want to mix it up with Bin Laden, take him on? Or maybe I should take him hunting?"

Bush: "No, we don't have time for that. Bring me the scissors again. All I will have to do is to cut off the whole tail on my horse so that we know which horse is which."

That night Bin Laden again visited the camp and cut off the rest of the tail from Cheney's horse. The next morning was, again, a confusing scene.

Bush: "It is really hard work to determine which is my horse. But it would be a dishonor to change course right now. I'm going to have to cut off my horse's right ear."

So Bush cut off the right ear of his horse and strutted around, confident that the problem was taken care of. Once again, Bin Laden snuck into the camp and cut off the right ear of Cheney's horse. The next morning was a scene of even greater confusion compounded by anger. Bush was visibly fuming.

Bush: "How much of this horse am I going to have to cut off so that we know which horse is which?"

A little Iraqi boy, who was watching the scene unfold over the last three days, spoke up, "Well Mr. Bush, maybe you could do what Mr. Saddam would do in this situation."

Bush flew into a rage, "What would a freedom-hating terrorist like Saddam do that I wouldn’t do?"

The little Iraqi boy said, "Well, he would say that since your horse is white, and Mr. Cheney's is black, you could just say that the "white’ horse is yours."