We have Richard Boucher and John Negroponte, the high rollers who have always gotten the best whores the brothel has to offer by throwing sweet, sweet dollars around for years, having to go hat in hand to the new Big Pimps in the house only to find that they have to get in line like all the other skanky johns who come off the street.
But their trip wasn't a complete waste. They got a chance to visit "President" Musharraf, the sad old whore no one wants to fuck any more but who's kept around because no one's gotten around to putting her shit in the street yet (but don't worry, it'll happen soon enough).
