Hello. Turd Blossom? This is Dubya.
Hello Mr. President.
Just callin' to see if you've got your bags packed.
Yes, Mr. President. They're packed.
Good. Unless I fire Mr. Fitzgerald, you might have to leave the White House.
Yes, I know.
Well, my brain will miss you.
Thank you, Mr. President. I'm sorry that I am leaving you brainless.
No problem. I've got Cheney's brain...as long as his heart keeps ticking. Huh, huh.
Yes, Mr. President. Dick has a fine mind.
Well Turd Blossom, I'll let you go. I have to call Scooter Libby now, and then I need to go find my Halloween costume.
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