George W. Bush - My Fake Diary

Friday, 27 March 2009

March Madness, 2009

Dear Diary,

W. Here.

I'm still wary of my new neighbor.

He's still over there talking to somebody named "Vern" and I still don't ever see anyone else around.

I was out whacking weeds today and stopped for a drink and I heard him over there on the other side of the fence row whacking weeds also.

Then I could just make him out saying something like, "I wonder if tidying up this place will impress Jody Foster? You know what I mean, Vern?"

Maybe he has made a pet out of that squirrel and named him Vern.

I had a teddy bear I once named Teddy. Almost forgot and left it at the White House.

Still, I'm going to keep an eye on him.

The neighbor, not Teddy. Why, Teddy wouldn't hurt a soul.

W.