Lunch
Just had lunch. Laura makes the best roast beef sandwiches. And I love those little individual bags with the chips in 'em. Now I'm ready to get back to the business of running this grand nation.
Update: Turns out Laura didn't make the sandwich. It came from the kitchen. Matter of fact, she says she hasn't made a sandwich in years. Well, I'll be darned.
Update: Turns out Laura didn't make the sandwich. It came from the kitchen. Matter of fact, she says she hasn't made a sandwich in years. Well, I'll be darned.
posted by Dubya | 1:36 PM
1 Comments:
Dear Mr. Priznit,
i like lunch too! you are a great leader.
by staying at the ranch in crawford while a hurricane was upon new orleans, you protected americas most important vacation home. i was impressed. there is a lot of sticks and branches and dirt on the ground in crawford, from what i see on the tv. as a citizen i fear a hazard or eyesore or international incident posed by this rubbish. for example a branch or pebble could fly up on a wind gust and strike mr putin (putty-put) or other world figure in the middle of of a summit. i think of laura and the twins, stepping on a stray tumbleweed, and i shudder. thank God you were there cleaning up the ground during the months of july and august.
ps. i am relieved that you have made the switch from pretzesl to chips mr priznit. please do not backslide as gods plan for the world depends on you not choking on a snack item.
pps. please mail slabs or raw meat of any sort directly to me. a plain brown paper wrapper is best, labelled "heartworm medicine, not meat."
your friend
chester a. beagle,
veteran. patriot. christian.
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