I'm Sorry, I Don't Speak Jive
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15 Comments:
Next week on Pimp my Prez: W shows how he rolls, Idaho style.
I'm spinning.
It's the summer of George.
He isn't finished decompressing yet. I guess he forgot about the 150K troops in Iraq who don't get a day off. Way to lead by example.
I dropped him like a bag of sammiches
EPO
Bush was free and clear. He was living the dream. He was stripped to the waist eating a block of cheese the size of a car battery.
From the article, it looks like he still is.
I'd just like to point out how disturbing it is that you equate eating a block of cheese with some sort of presidential paradise.
I just want to be your everything.
We think it was Saddam Hussein, but he had a British accent, so we're not sure.
I would love a vacation, but I spend all my time making people rich. All thanks to the exciting opportunities that Amway offers.
EPO. White Lotus. Yam-yam. Shanghai Sally.
No, that was gibberish.
Feels like an Arby's night
I don't trust men in capes.
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