Gen. Tommy Franks said Sunday the Saddam Hussein government is now an “ex-regime…”
Sure it’s not pining for the fjords? 
Great bird, the Chemical Ali. Beau’iful plumage.
It’s not dead, it’s sleeping.
I’d like to complain about this regime that we armed not half a century ago in this very country!
Just to forestall all of the questions, do the words
give you a clue?
And the shop owner would HAVE to be played by the Iraqi Information Minister.
Gotta admit, Mohammed Saeed al-Sahaf and the Parrot Sketch shopkeeper both have the same talent for blithely denying objective reality.
Of course, there’s also Mohsen Khalil, Iraq’s ambassador to the Arab League, who said:
“Iraq will not be defeated. Iraq has now already achieved victory - apart from some technicalities.”
As they say, the devil is in the details!
Would someone who ceases to love his country and speak out in its behalf, and therefore moves to another land, become an ex-patriot? 
“Saddam is * no more! * He has ceased to BE!”
I never wanted to be an Information Minister, you know. What I really wanted to be was. . . a lumberjack.
Gen. Franks: Um…now look…now look, mate, I’ve definitely 'ad enough of this. That regime is definitely deceased, and when I invaded it not ‘alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it bein’ tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
al-Sahaf: …It’s probably pining for the Fedayeen.
All my ex-regimes live in Texas.
Look, I took the liberty of examining that regime when I got to Baghdad, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been NAILED there.
“I tell you, that’s an ex-patriot!”
Well, it’s not Ethel the Aardvark going quantity surveying, but it’s close…
No one expects the Iraqi Information Minister.
And now for something completely different . . . .
(War with Syria, perhaps?)
… A man with chemical weapons up his nose.
It’s not pinin’, it’s passed on! This regime is no more! It has ceased to be! It’s expired and gone to meet its maker! This is a late regime! It’s a stiff! Bereft of life, it rests in peace! If you hadn’t nailed it to the perch it would be pushing up the daisies! Its metabolical processes are of interest only to historians! It’s hopped the twig! It’s shuffled off this mortal coil! It’s run down the curtain and joined the choir invisible! This… is an EX-REGIME!
(pause)
Well, I’d better replace it then.