After years of rebuffing your advances, George, I’m ready to admit…I love you.

From what can only be described as hailing from a zero-degrees-Kelvin circle of hell, the following news item has appeared:
Bush Urges Conservation as Retail Gas Prices Rise, the New York Times, September 26, 2005:

President Bush called on Americans to conserve gasoline and avoid non-essential driving today as the average national prices for retail gasoline climbed higher for the first time since they peaked over the Labor Day weekend.

Slowly but surely, you’ve been opening these floodgates of passion, my liberal, free-spending darling.
Let’s do it, George. Leave your clown-faced wife. It’s you and me, now. Just us. Let’s roll around in the protected marshlands together. Let’s run off to Northampton and get married. You and me, let’s start hugging the trees when we’re not too busy making sweet, gay love.