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Ruth in NC

Look at the bright side. If he was busy "deciding" on which bait to use, then he couldn't have been deciding on how to screw the poor and middle class, who to wiretap or who to bomb. I think I am safe in assuming that he probably can only decide one thing at a time.

Perhaps, unbeknownst to us, that was our best moment of his presidency, too.

Ruth in NC

goslyn

ROFL. I tripped over your blog by way of ... geez, I don't remember. But I'm glad I found you!

Very funny. Loved the "Zap!" post, too.

Scott

From The Maryland Department of Natural Resources:

Harford County Yellow Perch Sets World Record
Last weekend, Phil Deer, Jr. of Delta, Pennsylvania caught a record setting yellow perch in a pond in Harford County. The perch is the largest ever caught in Maryland and the fourth largest on record in the world. DNR confirmed the perch’s size as 3 pounds, 5 ounces and 16 1⁄4 inches long, which eclipsed the Maryland record of 2 pounds 6.75 ounces set at Deep Creek Lake in 2003. Worldwide, Deer’s fish places behind a 4 pound, 3 ounce perch caught in New Jersey in 1865; a 3 pound, 12 ounce perch caught in Michigan in 1947; and a 3 pound, 8 ounce perch caught in New York in 1982. All records are for the fresh water division.

Now some are saying he claimed it was a bass.

In which case I can see why it was his best day ever. I mean, a perch? That’s just silly. But a bass? Seriously, that, my friends, is indeed one ass-kickin’ day to be the president of the United States.

Thank God it wasn't, I dunno, a trout or something. I mean, jeez, can you just imagine? Cheney might have had to take over for the day.

fish

Bush caught a fish in an artificially stocked man-made pond on his phony ranch. He couldn't be more proud of his accomplishment.

Tom E.

Lst night my wife an I were trying to come up with one thing the Bush admin. hasn't seriously screwed up. We couldn't think of a thing. Not. One. Thing. I've often wondered also if there is anything this president won't lie about, and I can't think of a thing. Not. One. Thing. Fish lies? That's nothing. These people even lie about the weather. The weather. Check out this post of a couple of years ago from the Daily Kos to see what I mean. They even lied about the weather.


More Bush lies?
by kos
Sun May 23, 2004 at 05:18:22 PM PDT

Here's the official story line from Crawford:
President Bush took a spill during a Saturday afternoon bike ride on his ranch, suffering bruises and cuts that were visible later on his face just two days before he was to deliver a major prime-time speech on his Iraq policy.

The president was nearing the end of a 17-mile ride on his mountain bike, accompanied by a Secret Service agent, a military aide and his personal physician, Richard Tubb, who treated him at the scene, said White House spokesman Trent Duffy.

"It's been raining a lot and the topsoil is loose," Duffy said. "You know this president. He likes to go all-out. Suffice it to say he wasn't whistling show tunes."
So it's been raining a lot in Crawford, we are told. So here's the recent precipitation levels from Crawford:

May 22: 0"
May 21: 0"
May 20: 0"
May 19: 0"
May 18: 0"
May 17: 0"
May 16: 0"
May 15: 0"
May 14: 0.03"
May 13: 2.79"
May 12: 0"
May 11: 0.15"
May 10: 0"
May 9: 0"

May 13th saw some serious rain, but other than some sprinkles on the 14th, Crawford saw nothing but sun. In the last week alone, the temperature was in the high 80s the entire time.

So rain on the 13th and (barely) 14th was blamed for a Bush fall on the 22nd. As everything else, it wasn't Bush's fault. Nothing is Bush's fault.

Ever.

Liars.

Tom E.

According to a not surprisingly smooch-butt piece in the New York Times, Bush is already thinking about his post-presidency life. Get this. He wants to start a think tank. A think tank. I cannot stop laughing. What's next? Tom DeLay can start an Ethics in Government foundation. Bill Clinton can host a cheer-leading clinic for college girls. Dick Cheney can open a skeet-shooting range. Tom Cruise can write a mental-health book. Feel free to add your own ideas.

sam

Well, I'm sure Bush has a tank sitting around somewhere. The thinking part shouldn't be too hard to find. Right? I mean, he already has the tank.

Scott

ROFL. I tripped over your blog by way of ... geez, I don't remember. But I'm glad I found you!

Funny story: that's almost EXACTLY how Top Management and I met! I actually literally tripped over her as she was feeding soup to some homeless guys behind the Supreme Court building. I was running away from a small group of Navy SEALS at the time. Long story.

Okay, not really. Well, it probably would be a long story if it were true. But I am glad I found her. (And it's nice to you as well, of course. It's nice to have anyone who finds me amusing. It's nice that there are now three of us.)

Bush caught a fish in an artificially stocked man-made pond on his phony ranch. He couldn't be more proud of his accomplishment.

Ha! As Rahm said: Five years after President Bush said he would find Osama bin Laden, all he’s caught is an apparently harmless fish.

I wouldn't be so sure that fish was harmless, though. It was him or us. He was either with us or agin us. And I don't think he was with us. If he was, he wouldn't have been skulked around in water, if you know what I mean.

Lst night my wife an I were trying to come up with one thing the Bush admin. hasn't seriously screwed up. We couldn't think of a thing. Not. One. Thing.

I hear their Easter Egg Rolls in the White House lawn are nice.

Oh...but I think this year they banned homosexuals from them. So never mind.

I've often wondered also if there is anything this president won't lie about, and I can't think of a thing. Not. One. Thing. Fish lies? That's nothing. These people even lie about the weather.

That storm cloud looked mighty suspicious to me. I know some people said it was just a flock of birds, but I could tell, it was thinking of raining, which should be illegal. I told Dick to shoot but he nailed some lawyer in the face instead. Last time I share my beer with him.

According to a not surprisingly smooch-butt piece in the New York Times, Bush is already thinking about his post-presidency life. Get this. He wants to start a think tank.

I think Sam's right, I think the NY Times misunderstood: I suspect he said he wants to get a bigger fish tank.

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