George W. Bush - My Fake Diary

Saturday, 1 November 2008

Dear Diary,

W. Here.

I see these newspaper funny men are still drawing cartoons about me and that Saudi Prince holding hands. What's wrong with that? I see 300-pound linemen in the National Football League do that as they go up to the line. The Sheik was telling me about his poor grandson who has been injured so often and hooked on drugs and alcohol. Rehab, I think he said his name is.

I'm just thankful there were no photographers around when I smacked him on the ass and said, "Now you get back in there and produce that oil!"

W.