How George Bush got to be president.

[MiniMandaRuth]

So, Bush senior is sitting in his desk at the Oval Office. He has a few pictures of his loved ones: His wife, his two sons, and his granddaughters, as well as a picture of an oil well.

The intercom on his desk buzzes. Bush senior sighs and sets down his pen, answering the intercom.

Bush S.: Yes? What is it?

Secretary: Sir, your son George is here.

Bush S.: Okay, okay... send him in.

Other voice over intercom: Does my daddy live in there?

Secretary: *Exasperated.* for the fifteenth time, no!

Bush S.: Oh good lord.... *Head in hands.*

So, little Bush walks in, a happy yet mindless smile on his face, and stands in front of the desk. His father stands and greets his son with a somewhat forced smile.

Bush S.: So son, what can I do for you?

Bush Jr.: Well, daddy... I haveta say, this is quite the place ya got! All nice and new... And man, you're looking pretty good! Workin' out again, Dad?

Bush S.: George, I have a lot of work to do so if you could get to the point....

Bush Jr.: Well, I was wondering... that even though more people have been executed under my term in office in Texas, and I kinda screwed up the whole Gaurd thingy.... And I did crash your car last summer....

Bush S.: MY CAR?

Bush Jr.: Well... I was wondering if I could be president, too?

Bush S.: *Sighs.* Good lord, no. Your brother can be president first, remember?

Bush Jr.: Why? *Whines.*

Bush S.: Because he didn't break my golf cart. *Glares at George.*

Bush Jr.: *Sheepishly* Sorry....

Bush S.: *Walks back to desk and sits down.* So, you can't be president. Sorry, George.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

*Continue for five hours.*

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: NO!

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: No.

Bush Jr.: Dad? Can I be president?

Bush S.: IF I SAY YES, WILL LEAVE ME ALONE?!?!?!?

Bush Jr.: Yes!

Bush S.: Fine, fine you can be president.

Bush Jr.: YAY! I love you, Daddy! *skips out of office whistling a happy little tune.*

Bush S.: I've just doomed a nation. *Takes out a scotch bottle.*



(written by me)

[Skink]

1. Hey dad can I rule the World?

Please:bounce:

[NorCalDem]

2. cute, but the font is too much n/t

:D

[CelticWinter]

3. I thought there

were 3 sons....

[SPKrazy]

4. Cute But He Has More Than Two Sons

Neil and Marvin, along with Jeb and W

[MiniMandaRuth]

7. Oh, okay.

[BikeWriter]

5. Hee hee hee! Cute. ;-)

[Cleita]

6. You know it really happened that way.

You must have been channeling Bush, Sr. :-)

[pagam]

8. Reminds me

of a sat. night live skit during the 2000 campaign with dana carvey and will gferrel. where both father and son are hunting. Busito walks away to shoot at a bird. While he is aiming, bush sr. aims at bushito , trys to pull the trigger, puts his gun down and turns the camera and says its only 4 years. how much harm can he do?

[Fozzledick]

9. I thought he offered his soul to the Devil to make him president ...

...but the Devil never promised anything about him being ELECTED! :evilfrown:

[MiniMandaRuth]

10. Yeah...

That poor devil, he always gets tricked and stuff.