Presidents Bush and Putin met today and completely repaired U.S.-Russian relations, which have been strained in recent months over White House plans to install a nuclear missile on the lawn outside the Kremlin.
Dubya's dad, Dubya Snr, took them for a spin in his new boat and before long the cool beers were flowing and the catfish rods were out.
'I've found there's no problem can't be solved over a cold beer and a dangle of the old rod' said Bush. And Putin had to concede. Once Dubya Snr had powered down 'Suck on This', and the Russian premiere's sickness had subsided, the two were dangling their white feet into the cold waters off Maine and gossiping away like old fish wives.
Within minutes Putin had hooked a six pounder and the two were congratulating each other on a fine day's fishing.
'I looked at this man's sole and smelled nothing fishy' said Bush. I have conceded that our diff'rences are really same'nces, that our fears over this missile crisis are totally unfounded. In exchange for the Ruskies grantin' us permission to site a nuclear warhead pointin' at their Kremlin, I've agreed the Russian guard can come stay this summer, and that Mr Lenin, or Putin or whatever the little red devil's called, can have the deeds to Hawaii.'
A little later, the two leaders met for another session of rehearsed Q&A with specially selected members of the press. 'You know, politics is a lot like playin' Monopoly' said Bush, 'septin you use nuclear missiles and peoples' lives sted' o' hotels n shit like that'. Putin was seen to nod in agreement.
'And tomorrow, we're gonna to share a McDonalds and decide who needs to be bombed next... n' between you 'n me, my dollar's on I-ran' Bush added. Again, Putin was seen to nod in agreement.