The great George W. Bush delivered the commencement address at Colorado’s Air Force Academy today, the same day that his former hobbit slave was publicizing mean books about him. Here he is this morning “chest-bumping” a graduate, who has probably already died in Iraq. [AP Photo]
SCOTT MCCLELLAN
May 28, 2008
Scott McClellan Can’t Ruin George Bush Junior’s Day
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“Stick your butt out and sniff my clavicle!”
“Yes, Mr. President!”
What..the..hell??
Well, I suppose it’s a new strategy to keep people from leaving the military.
“Your job, Mr. President, is to block them before they successfully dash to the door.”
Oh no, my comments!
O well. They weren’t that great anyways…
This is davidfbecker, I’ve decided to change my alias. Cause I can. And using my own name is kinda dorky. So there. (As if naming myself after an ancient Roman leader and the co-authors of the Federalist Papers is actually LESS dorky)
CADET: “Mr. President, are you sure this is the right way to do this?”
GEORGE: “Yeah, yeah, ur doin great kid. Now just stick you butt out some more and smell my chest.”
CADET: “Wait, why do you smell like Old Spice(c) and Cheetos(c)?
You’ve done to this site what GW has done for this nation’s long-term fiscal and foreign policy prospects. Ba=ZING!
For the first time in my adult life, I am proud of my country.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4AcgjQmpsU
The cadet was heard mummering this right afterwards.
George Doubloooyeahhh! Bush.
And I thought that the military couldn’t get any gayer.
Now hang on, guys.
I don’t know what your problem is. Personally, I don’t see nothing wrong with a little bump ‘n’ grind, baby. I mean, the cadet’s mind might have been telling him no, but his body was telling him yes. And furthermore, George W. Bush has made it clear that he needs someone, someone like the cadet, yeah, to satisfy his every need. Because with him is where he wants to be.
I still say the cadet is totally trying to motor boat Bush’s old man boobs.
I think Gawker stole all your comments.
I’m OK without the Gawker sidebar, I have to say– every once in a while I would click on the Fleshbot link and bum my wife out.
Dubya’s enjoying that a little too much. It’s not gay as long as the nuts don’t touch, right?
I think we’re finding out why Bush says “Fabulous” all of the time.
I’m sure glad we elected someone that brought dignity back to the white house.
Iccch..don’t ask, don’t tell, and PLEASE don’t show the FratBoyKing all hepped…
Hooah!
Son, I said “Hooah!”
Chest-bump me man, I need a fix!
*sigh*
Oh, and to Publius: I too am changing my name, but conversely, changing it TO my name which was unavailable at Gawker.
I miss the old comment structure. @whoever linking was nice to track conversations. Is that coming back?
See now, I acknowledge all the drawbacks of an Obama presidency (lack of experience and so on), but here’s why I voted for him (twice, cuz I’m in Texas): Barry would never do something like that. He just wouldn’t. He wouldn’t chest-bump a graduating cadet, he wouldn’t massage a German chancellor’s shoulders, he wouldn’t talk shit with his mouth full at a G8 summit. After the past 8 years, my expectations are so low I don’t care what else an Obama administration does–just don’t embarrass us anymore.
They gave the Goober-in-Chief an honorary degree:
Major in Misanthropology
Minor in Relevance
Publius: You can make your own. a href=”(the line under the username)” /a.
I’m glad Dubya’s not doing anything stoopid and undignified while our soldiers are off fighting and dying for his Oedipus complex.
Like a bug to a windshield.
You know I think this is touching, W was in the Texas’ ‘airforce’ once, and now he’s showing the new generation how it’s done. He’s passing on the torch, instilling tradition and stuff. I’m sure the conversation went like this.
W: “So let me show you a little trick I learned in the service – heh heh, it’ll help you make through the hard stuff.”
Cadet: “Ummm. In Iraq?”
W: “Iraq? Nah, when you do too much Columbian flake and it’s clogging your nose like dog hair in the bathtub, there’s nothing like a little chest bump to loosen things up!”
Cadet: “…”
There are folks who have done a bump back in the 70s with W but it didn’t look like this.
…using the same nickname, no imagination.
“My Mini Truck-Nutz says I’ve got a daughter you need to meet!”
“Sir, yes sir! Heat-seeking moisture missile short-armed and good-to-go!”
“Then it’s a deal?!”
“Sir Yes SIr! I regret you only have one daughter to give to your country!”
[Movies Til Dawn will continue after this brief word from our sponsors]
I will repeat my old comment on this post:
“The guy can’t even get gay sex right.”
Turn around, idiot.
Looks to me as though W is trying to teach the cadet how to box, but he can’t even get THAT right. (clinch OR roundhouse, not both at the same time…). It’s kinda sad to see that most people’s idea of humor is to make gay jokes. I thought we were beyond that these days.
What an ass. And that soldier’s got some keister going on too.
Thank god I have my ID back after the farked up migration to say…
This
Is
The
Freakishly
Most
Brilliantly
Embarrassing
Picture
Evvvvvvvvar!
(I have set it as my desktop photo)
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