Word of the day: "apoptosis"

Lame war joke follows.

A man walks into a bar, and sees two very familiar figures sitting in a corner. He asks the barman, and the barman confirms it - it's Bush and Powell! Immediately, the man walks over and shakes them by the hand, saying, "It's an honour, sirs. What are you guys doing here?"

Bush, "We're planning World War 3."

"Really? How's it going?"

"Not bad. We plan to kill a few million Iraqis, and a blonde with big breasts."

Puzzled, the man asks, "Why do you want to kill a blonde with big breasts?"

Bush immediately turns to Powell, slaps him on the shoulder, and says, "See, Colin? I told you no one would worry about a few million Iraqis."