... and more fart jokes.*
The White House Correspondents' Association, the group that hired Stephen Colbert to provide the yuks at last year's kissy-face confab, have decided that Colbert played a little rough with our Cowpoke in Chief and hurt the little fella's feelings.
Not wanting to bruise the thin-skinned Decider again this year, the WHCA has hired 60's comedy sensation Rich Little and asked him not to make fun of you-know-who or mention the war in you-know-where. Little has promised to confine all jokes to airline food and those wacky hippies. "Not a word about the war," Little said. "I won't even mention Vietnam."
That's right. Young men and women are getting shot at and blown up every day, but the guy who sent them to Iraq is too fragile to face a few jokes from a TV comedian.
Don't get me wrong, I loved Rich Little when I was little. His Nixon is dead-on, but then again, Nixon is dead. So is Reagan and a whole host of other people Little impersonates, which makes me wonder: What happens when all the people you impersonate have joined the choir invisible?
Ladies and gentlemen, Warren G Harding!
You book a gig with the Liberal Media's White House Correspondents.
Just be sure to lay off the Boy King. Colbert made him cry.
*According to US News, Bush is uncomfortable around women because he loves "to cut a few for laughs, especially when greeting new young aides..." That's Klassy with a K.