Huh. It is time to to leave this dimension forever.
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a rolling hoop
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a ton of lead
Wiggle - you can raise the dead
I haven't found anything from someone explaining that he meant something else. This is the same guy who went to a Burger King and autographed a napkin, "Best wishes to Burger King, home of the Whopper. Richard M. Nixon." He was just a weird dude in a way that almost matched his evil.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
Richard Nixon has never been one of my favorite people anyway. For years I've regarded his existence as a monument to all the rancid genes and broken chromosomes that corrupt the possibilities of the American Dream; he was a foul caricature of himself, a man with no soul, no inner convictions, with the integrity of a hyena and the style of a poison toad. The Nixon I remembered was absolutely humorless; I couldn't imagine him laughing at anything except maybe a paraplegic who wanted to vote Democratic but couldn't quite reach the lever on the voting machine.
"Ain't no party like an S Club party!'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft