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Too dang hilarious not to share...
Dear Di'ry:
Aug. 25 -- A hurricane hit Florida today. Jeb's OK, so no need to worry. CNN says the storm's heading for New Orleans. Somebody should do something about that.
Aug. 26 -- I didn't do nothin' much today. Still kicking back on the ranch in Texas.
Aug. 27 -- Nothin' much.
Aug. 28 -- Nothin' much.
Aug. 29 -- Nothin' much. Played golf in California. Kind of windy out.
Aug. 30 -- Brought hope, freedom, carnage to Iraq.
Aug. 31 -- Brought resolve, eternal vigilance, pizza to White House, but nobody's here. Condi Rice is shoe-shopping in New York. Dick Cheney's still fly-fishing in Wyoming, says he's got a trout rod with "first-strike capability."
Sept. 1 -- Was told that tens of thousands of starving, thirsty, sick, frightened people are stranded in New Orleans, so I responded by declaring "zero tolerance" for looting. Gotta be firm.
Sept. 2 -- Visited Gulf Coast for photo op with white people flown in for occasion. A little boy told me he was hungry, so I told him "democracy will flourish." He told me he was still hungry, so I said "courage will triumph over evil." He was still hungry so I called in the National Guard to drive around with automatic weapons.
Sept. 3 -- Learned the only part of New Orleans not under water is the French Quarter. Was shocked. Immediately ordered name changed to Freedom Quarter.
Sept. 6 -- Been accused of being slow to react to Katrina, so I scheduled another photo op with some pro athletes. OK, says Dick, but no baseball pitchers. How come, I ask. "They might have first-strike capability," he replies. That Cheney, he cracks me up. Except he wasn't smiling.
Sept. 8 -- Saw a phone-in poll on television today. It said "Press one if you think President Bush's slow response proves he is racist. Press two if you think he's merely incompetent." This was outrageous! I phoned 172 times and "incompetent" still only won by 35 votes!
Sept. 9 -- Still catching flak for that slow-to-react thing, so I'm determined to show America I can move decisively. First decisive act: awarding reconstruction contracts to the Shaw Group, Halliburton subsidiary Kellogg & Root and other companies with ties to the White House.
Sept. 10 -- Amusing moment at an environmental briefing in the Oval Office this morning. Some hippie from the EPA told us most of the fish in the New Orleans Aquarium of the Americas had died.
"Fish?" I asked, with a straight face. "Were there bass?"
"Yes, Mr. President," he replied.
"Well," I said, "looks like we finally found those weapons of bass destruction."
Gosh, we had a good laugh over that one.
The hippie didn't smile, so Dick shot him.
Sept. 12 -- Awkward moment with the Canadian prime minister, Paul Marvin, today. He calls up to offer his condolences, but it's hard to hear because Rumsfeld's leaning out the window taking potshots at protesters, so I think Marvin's offering us "Condoleeza." I figure he's kidnapped her, so ask OK, what do you want in return. How about that $6 billion in softwood-lumber money you stoled, he replies. Sure, I said, come to Baghdad and get it, you freaking pinko peacenik medical marijuana-toking quasi-frog.
Then, real serious-like, the smart-ass offers to send a Canadian icebreaker to do relief work on the Gulf Coast. An icebreaker! So I says yeah and how about two Eskimos and an igloo while you're at it? Jeez, I'd like to bomb the snot out of Canadia, stick a couple of cruise missiles right down its gay-marriage chapel. If only we didn't have to cross Mexican air space to do it.
Sept. 13 -- Problem one: The New Orleans Saints have nowhere to play football. Problem two: America has an image problem in Iraq. The solution came to me last night in a blinding flash: "Laura," I said "the only Americans the Iraqi people know are violent men in helmets and body armour. Let's send them football players instead." I can hardly wait to tell Condi.
Sept. 9 -- Condi wasn't as keen as I expected. First she said good idea, boss, but Baghdad Stadium isn't secure. Then she muttered something about the worst blinding flash since they shut down Los Alamos.
Sept. 12 -- Jeez, nothing's going right. Another photo op went sideways today. Me and Oprah took an orphan bowling, but Dick Cheney shot him right in front of the cameras, said we couldn't risk letting him have first-strike capability.
Sept. 13 -- Mea culpa. Mea sorry. I take full responsibility for the slow response Down South. Of course, if they had called it hurricane Osama...
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