WHAT WILL PAT ROBERTSON DO NEXT?

He and Karl Rove disband the senate once the Death Star is fully operational, but, to their great surprise, when they strike down Al Sharpton he becomes more sassy than you can possibly imagine.

He's going to Disneyland!  But just to assassinate the pagan mouse-god that's corrupting America's youth.

Tell us what commandments he'd like to break with Margaret Thatcher.

Milk mustache ad - "Got Milk?  Praise the Lord!"

He's going to start selling his own line of high-protein shakes. No, really. (http://www.cbn.com/communitypublic/shake.asp)

Train and equip an elite cadre of right-wing uber-mensch for black bag and wetworks covert operations, tentatively called the 007-Hundred Club.

Pat Robertson, unbeknownst to anyone, will fly to Venezuela himself, and attack the president with a spork! A SPORK!!!

Given that he FINALLY reached 9th level, I'm thinking flame strike.

Make a special appearance on HBO's Rome, where he plays a charismatic priest who urges Brutus to assassinate Caesar.

Finally fed up with only being a lowly cleric, Pat has decided to train as a paladin.  But the excitement doesn't stop there.  He has co-opped Fox for a TV show where he'll go around the country literally "smiting" those he accuses of being communists and Islamic radicals that are "living in sin."  First on his list is Tommy Lee and then next will be fellow evangelist Billy Graham, whom Pat has accused of being a "closet democrat".

Sponsor a line of loaves and fishes MREs for the troops

Accusing homosexuals of causing 911, 6 minutes of media attention.  Claiming that activist judges are more of a threat to America than terrorists, 12 minutes of media attention.  Calling for the assassination of a foreign leader and then claiming you didn't say it, 17 minutes of media attention.  Launching the orbital death rays to smite the wicked which were built while everyone was distracted by your bombastic rhetoric:  priceless.

Furrow his brow in deep concentration. Nobody furrows a brow like Pat does, baby.

Dig up Darwin and build a cage from his bones.

You know that thing that Pete Townsend always did with the guitar before he smashed it all it on stage? That.

Appear on Space Ghost: Coast to Coast… and turn undead.

Blame Hurricane Katrina on gays taking away God's protection of America.
Next month, he'll claim America is winning the war on terror because we're blessed by God.

Pray that Jesus, in His infinite mercy and love, will cast lesions, boils, and pestilence on our enemies.

Eat Hitler's Brain with some fava beans and a nice chiante.

Declare that all the New Orleans Saints (tm) who perished in the Flood (tm) are now actual Saints (tm).

He was tempted to walk on water on Bourbon Street.  He'll go water-skiing instead.

Voice-over as an evangelical ET in the next "Lilo & Stitch"

In the privacy of his own home, he'll sample Tammy Faye's eye liner

Sing the National Anthem at a charity bingo event

Confesses to the kidnapping the Lindberg Baby, stealing the Mona Lisa, inventing the Hydrogen Bomb and fathering our president while George Sr. was "away in a war or some other stupid excuse".

He's going to Disneyworld!
where he'll have a very special conference with the rime-encrusted body of Walt Disney!

"In a surprise interview, Pat Robertson has admitted that he cheated on his wife with a water buffalo while working as a missionary in Sudan.  While vehemently protesting that the persuasive bull recruited him, and denouncing the love affair as a abomination of nature, Roberts doodled caricatures of bovines surrounded by hearts on his interview agenda."

Turn the other ass cheek.

Drawing on his commando skills, he airdrops into Afghanistan to deal Osama some "Divine Retribution" - from the barrel of Roland's Thompson Gun!

Opening a themepark called "Intoleranceland"  where you can try such rides as:  "smite the gay phornicators-tea-cup ride", "smite the godless non-amercian leaders of oil-rich countries reverse rollercoaster", "smite the tax-loving Secular Massachusettsian(Canadian, Seattlelite) ferris wheel".  Intoleranceland... puting the "fun" back into fundamentalism.

Join the scientology church, and fight the injustice of the continuing redux in personal freedom is the world and the loss of privacy, with a new found friend, who goes by the name of Tom Cruise, for no apperent reason at all, but to kill the time until the next big thing.
It's either that, or giving the president of the united states a reason to say: ' I did not have any form of intercourse with that Robertson (Pat for friends)'