So I’m sitting in my air-cnoditioned shrine to the Oil-Barons, and I see the most wonderful thing: I’m getting hits from Haliburton. There was a tear in my eye.
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So, I decided to find out who was reading my stuff, and low and behold, if it wasn’t Dick Cheney. Turns out, he loves my stuff. Friday Spoilers, especially. Can’t get enough of making fun of the movies.
So, I’m actually talking to the Veep and we’re talking about the Duke of Hazzard and stuff, and if some guy didn’t bust in the room, demanding a tribute from his chief minion. Yep, it was his Dark Lord, George W. Bush.
When the POTUS found out who was on the phone, he chided Cheney for even talking to me, what with my prior relationship with his mother (long story). But he did admit that I was a pretty clever feller, and so he invited me to come to a secret meeting of his oil-loving buddies.
It was great. We were in this cool New York nightclub…up in the private place that only cool people get to go into. But, not the reeeealy cool place that people get to go to, P. Diddy was performing a Bat Mitzvah or something in there.
But there were all these cool leaders of the free world, Tony Blair, W and Cheney, Putin was slummin’, um…let’s see…Russell Crowe was there, I was so pleased, I think he’s a great actor. Turns out he’s really good, he’s been playing this character John Majors for a few years. He said he liked the part, but it was cutting into his films.
Yeah, there was a bunch of other people there you would reconize, but I’m just getting back from an all-nighter with John Kerry’s daughters (another long story), and I’m still a bit tipsy. So I’ll sign off for now, while I try and figure out how I got this tattoo in my leg, and just who this Kazenich is and what he or she is running for in 2008.
Oh, and one last thing…don’t ride with Bush in his plane. He’s all like, “sure, I can take you there.” And then he’ll just ditch you for the first piece of tail he can get. Next time I’m taking my own ride. Riding in Air Force 2 is just so humiliating.
Right, and one other last thing…don’t let them fool you. Bob Dole CAN NOT dance. He can move alright, but they said he was gonna crush Usher when they battled. Wrong. Usher wiped the floor with him. Dole’s stuck in the 70s, with all them tired moves. Sure, dude’s old, but he should know when to step down. Al Gore, however, can do the robot like you would not believe.


