”...and then Mothra comes swoopin’ in and...”

”...and this bird you cannot chay-ee-ainge!”

"So I got Mehlman over here and Scotty over here and they’re fighting over who gets to, you know, so I says there’s plenty to go around boys and kinda pushed ‘em down there.  But gently, you know.  That’s how an MBA handles conflict see.”

"Heeeeey Macarena!”

"shout out to the troops!
It’s getting hot out therrrre, so
take off all your clothes”

I believe I can fly…

"when ah get all steamed up hear me shout...”

"And then Darth Vader’s just standing there and the Emperor’s got this blue lighting shit coming out of his hands like ‘Bzzzzzzzt’ and Luke’s all like ‘Aaaahh!’”

I do not like mullahs and Imams
I don’t trust no one who don’t eat ham

I do not like them in I-raq
I do not like them in a terr’ist attack

I do not like them in I-ran
or with their buddies the Taliban

I do not like them in Korea
Imams + nukes = gives me diahrrhea

I tried to agree with them at my ranch
and with my pop, extend the olive branch

The ones with oil aren’t so bad
but the towel-heads sure make me mad

So to those bitches I swoop down
listen up, bitchez, I’ll break it down

"C’mon, just put your hands in the air. Wave ‘em like you just don’t care!”

"Goddamn bran muffins.”

"As the great poet Prodigy said, Smack my bitch up!”

And Iraaaaan, Iran so far away ...
And Iraaaan, Iran all night and day ...

A Haiku (sorta)

Bush talks about freedom
But lacks basic understanding
Goddamn. What an ass.

AP Caption: President George W. Bush reacts upon seeing some dude kiss another dude.

President Bush counters the general opinion that he is out of touch with the black community by shouting, “Condi in da hizzouse!”

rrrrrrrrrrr
rrrrrrrrrrrr
vroooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom

A Haiku (sorta)

Bush talks about freedom
But lacks basic understanding
Goddamn. What an ass.

Bush babbles “Freedom!”
Lacks basic understanding
Goddamn. What an ass.

That last line couldn’t be improved on.

Hee.

Squinty eyes betray
his double-digit IQ.
Can’t get fooled again.

"I remember when ma daddie, he’d hold me up on his feet, and we’d play airplane.  How I miss ma daddie.  We don’t talk so much anymore acuz he thinks I’m a fuckup.”

President Bush reenacts his stint as a DJ at Tunnel in the late ‘80’s.

Squinty eyes betray
his double-digit IQ.
Can’t get fooled again.

That is brilliant.

*blush*

Oooooo!  That’s gonna itch when it dries.

"We trust fund babies are up here and the rest of you are down here. You expected something different?”

New trust fund baby.
Meet brand old trust fund baby.
Paris, W.

Old trust fund baby.
Meet brand new trust fund baby.
W, Paris.

/That’s better.