What was President Bush doing when the levees broke?
Sitting next to them in a lawn chair, sipping an iced tea, and laughing. What President would want to miss a good levee break he had advanced knowledge of?
Seems like it was just helter skelter in the summer swelter.
Actually, wasn’t the president somewhere far away? After all, he wouldn’t want to be hit with the fallout from blowing them up.
I heard that he was singing goodbye to some the American Pie movie franchise. I mean, it was a good set of flicks, but it’s noot like that was going to bne the day that he died if they never made another one.
Dub-ya here. Actually, after we used the det-nater to pop that puppy the three men I admire most (that would be Dick, Rummy and Condi) we caught the last train for the coast. It was a holiday weekend, so we made the best of it by placing a few prank calls to Brownie from the satellite phone and rescuing a few cases of crawdads and shrimps in the clutches of a floatin’ Cajun feller. I hooked up my iPod to some speakers and pumped up The Knack. Ooohhh… Ariel Sharon-ah… Ooohhh…Ariel Sharon-ah…
By the way, he’s called Brownie because he couldn’t get the hint of why they call it the Oral Office. What’s that, Dick? It’s not the Oral Office? It’s the Oh-val Office? Shut up!! What do you know? I guess next you’re gonna tell me it’s the Pentagon because it’s got six sides. Don’t you drop the F-bomb on me, old man. I’ll kick yer…
He was the FIRST one on the scene.
Drinking whiskey and rye?
singing “this’l be the day that n’awlans dies!”
Seems like it was just helter skelter in the summer swelter.
Actually, wasn’t the president somewhere far away? After all, he wouldn’t want to be hit with the fallout from blowing them up.
He was thinking, “Shucks, those folks KNOW they live below sea level, right? They must have this covered, right?”
This is an outright lie! He was not just sitting there. He was busy stealing their oil!
Gee…according to Jessie Jackson , I thought Bush and Rumsfeld were out on jet skies planting the bombs that destroyed the levies ;o)
I thought he was debating with Rummy and Dick which brand remote detonator was most reliable
And no doubt listening to some Led Zeppelin…
I heard that he was singing goodbye to some the American Pie movie franchise. I mean, it was a good set of flicks, but it’s noot like that was going to bne the day that he died if they never made another one.
Dub-ya here. Actually, after we used the det-nater to pop that puppy the three men I admire most (that would be Dick, Rummy and Condi) we caught the last train for the coast. It was a holiday weekend, so we made the best of it by placing a few prank calls to Brownie from the satellite phone and rescuing a few cases of crawdads and shrimps in the clutches of a floatin’ Cajun feller. I hooked up my iPod to some speakers and pumped up The Knack. Ooohhh… Ariel Sharon-ah… Ooohhh…Ariel Sharon-ah…
By the way, he’s called Brownie because he couldn’t get the hint of why they call it the Oral Office. What’s that, Dick? It’s not the Oral Office? It’s the Oh-val Office? Shut up!! What do you know? I guess next you’re gonna tell me it’s the Pentagon because it’s got six sides. Don’t you drop the F-bomb on me, old man. I’ll kick yer…