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The Secret Life of George W. Bush.

Story told on 01-14-2003

By Adara, Lupinetiger, Morticon, Cye, and CalicoHeart.

Adara:
 
George W. sat in his oval office, pretending to work on some paperwork.  
Actually, he was sitting in the dark, trying to build the world's largest 
tower made entirely of pretzels and spray cheese.  However, all the blinds 
were closed, and the door locked; to everyone else, the President was 
attending to important documents.  George was careful NOT to nibble the 
pretzels as he built with them.  That was how his last "pretzel incident" had 
happened.  Suddenly, despite the door being locked, it swung right open, and 
in came...
 
Lupinetiger:
 
...sadam with two of his best buddies. Bush looks up and welcoms sadam, "so, 
how are things going with the media over in Iraq?". Sadam says in somewhat of 
english but mostly in alien, "gibber good gibberbla". Bush nods and says 
back, "great, the earth newscasters here will give these americans something 
to fight about while also keeping me in office, we shall tell..."
 
Morticon:
 
Just as Bush is about to describe his evil plot in detail to those who 
already know it, his less-bright brother, Jeb Bush (Otherwise known as Gov. 
Pumpkinhead - of Florida) walks in.  "Brother!!! ::whine::  You gotta help 
me!  My position in our plan is in jepardy!  I can't keep my human daughter 
out of drug rehab, education is so bad our future slaves can't even add 2 + 
2, and this past election there was a possible chance of me losing, even with 
our mind control ads!   Can't describing your evil plan again wait?  Help 
meeeeee!"   He pleads.
 
Big George stops talking, rudely interupted by his not-so-polite brother.  
"Well, brother..."
 
Cye:
 
..and once again as President Bust is about to tell his evil plan. In walks 
Prime Minster Chriechen! How did he get here?? "As Bush you seen what I need 
his help right now and you see help is what I need here right now..", Saddam 
looks to Bush. "What language is he speaking?" "English we think we're not 
quite sure yet.." Jeb Bush looks to Chietchen. "You've foiled my plans for 
the last time you Cankuk!" "Eh? What did I do that I did??", Criechen replies 
Jeb points. "Stop talking like that!!"
 
CalicoHeart:
 
Suddenly there is a loud sound of a record scratching and Calico Heart steps 
into the scene, dusting her paws off, as a giant hook whisks all the 
ploticians and stuff away, leaving aclean slate. "MAN, I hate politics.  
There's enough of that being forced down our throats as it is!"  She looks 
around and ponders. She then gets an idea...and then whistles loudly.  Data, 
the lovable android from Startrek responds, entering stage left.  "Guys, this 
is Data.  He's my associate, and the subject of this part of the tale.  Data 
looks at the Care Bear Cousin and cocks his head.  "I am?"  Calico Heart 
nods, and puts a spotlight on him.
 
Adara:
 
Data suddenly stops, doing the kind of quick-thinking he's famous for, 
"According to my calculations, you all have a bigger problem than anything 
you fools are arguing over now."  Jeb looks back at Data, "Whut kindsa 
problems, Mr. Rub-ot?"  Data ignores Jeb's stupidity and rushes on. "In a 
matter of 30 minutes, Captain Smirk and his army of rabid three-legged 
gerbels will have reached that planet earth.  The gerbels will consume 
anything in their path, and bite every living creature.  Then, Captain Smirk 
will rip off his shirt and come to the rescue, causing everyone in the world 
to fall in love with his musclar man boobs, and Captain Smirk will then rule 
the world!"
 
George W screams like a frightened schoolgirl and cowers in the corner, "Oh, 
if only Laura hadn't died, and I wasn't forced to replace her with a 
highly-sexed robot!"
 
Lupinetiger:
 
a twirping sound is heard and captian smirk's voice is sounded in the room, 
"ahh...mr. spark...you shouldn't have said that..." Data's form starts to 
change into an elf with a starfleet suit on, "whoopse. should have not told 
about the sharks with the friggin laserbeams we transported into the oceans 
either....
 
in the space dip, smirk sighs and says in the microphone, "spark, be prepared 
to be creamed aboard...slotty, one to cream up..." in the background you hear 
a guy with a scottish accent, "I dunno if we have enough to do tha ca'tin...us-
ed most of tha cream te eat muh potato chips...
 
Morticon:
 
Both Georges and Saddam think fast, pushing 'Data' into a giant plot hole.  
His screams of surprise were brief, but satisfying.  "The 'war' on Iraq has 
to wait, old friend." Big George says to Saddam.  "What do you say we join 
forces and use both our nukes to blow the gerbils out of the--"   "Uni---verse-
??"  Jeb completes.
 
"Right"  George and Saddam confirm, while slightly annoyed.  "Though it is 
such an overused plot in movies.   But it always works!"   Big George 
hmmmmms.  "I wonder if I should get my dad involved."
 
Cye:
 
Chrechein says. "hey what about those mutant killer Geriblis from space?" 
Data climbs out of the hole. "we'll Captain Smirk is about to take them on in 
battle.. Let's watch on the Jumbo-ton 3000 plus! Chrechin oohs and ahhs. Data 
turns on the screen just in time to see Smirks ship on fire! Data looks to 
Chritech. "..that the last time we use a 40 year old space ship!" Cheichein 
says. "Na. with a bit of duct tape and glue it'll be good as new!"
 
Adara:
 
So George W and all of his little friends took a big sigh of relief.  He sent 
Jeb to Camp David in order to shut him up, and Chrechein went home of his own 
accord.  Data having finally dissapear, George W. locked his door again and 
resumed creating his pretzel and spray cheese tower

The End

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