George W. Bush - My Fake Diary

Sunday, 8 February 2009

Dear Diary (Later)

Oh It's W. again.

I could just scream. In fact, I think I did just scream because Laura just opened the door and looked at me and shook her head.

Wish I could shake my head but it's the size of Hillary Clinton's ass.

Forgot Mama and Dad were coming over and I had to hurriedly drink about a quart of coffee to shape up.

Then while awaiting our food at the table, I threw up all over the table clothe.

That woke me up!

Also the slap!

Then Mama had the nerve to make me eat at the little table beside the regular table and all I got was macaroni and cheese and some strawberry jello.

She KNOWS I like Lime.

I really am going to bed now...if I can just balance this head all the way over there.

W.