So the President is at breakfast, munchin on the Cocoa Puffs, while his advisors bring him up to date in the night's events.
"Sir," says the first, "There were three Brazilian soldiers killed in Iraq."
Chimpy puts down his spoon and slowly lowers his head into his hands. The second advisor asks, worriedly, "Sir?"
Mr. Bush looks up at him and asks, "How much is a brazilian?"
(da dun dun... thanks folks, try the salmon, I'll be here all week, drive safe!!)