Bush May Be Toast Before The Election. Would You Like To Break It To Him?

[frank frankly]

Here's one, not very funny, but hey it's a start!

pResident Fubar is snuggling with Chevron Condi while Laura is sleeping next door in a tub of liquid valium. Condi hangs up the phone and frowns like a Klingon.

Condi: Uh, George, you better tell your lawyer to relocate to Washington full-time.

George: Damn. Do I still have to go to work today?

Condi: Yes. Go work that spare tire off in the gym, George. Christ, you aren't even chisled anymore. Yuck.