BUH BYE, Parting Tis Such Sweet Sorrow!

Ahem...Ready?

Laura: "George honey don't forget to pack your play doh"

Bush: "Yeah, yeah"

Laura: "And when we move back to the ranch house we will
no longer be using the Quilt your mother made, the
the one with the Strategic War map of Iraq, but we
will use the one with all the oil wells on it"

Bush: "Awwww, but I like the war quilt, it's not going to be
the same jumping up and down on an oil well is it?
I'm sure mother wont mind mending the old quilt so
Obamas face replaces Saddams, wont that be fun?"

Laura: "No dear playtime is over"

Bush: "So I guess that means the Mechanical Bull is out to?
Dick said I could keep the Tin Soldier Set"

Laura: "Now you know I don't like you calling him that,it's
Richard or Mr. Cheney remember? But you may continue
to call me the first lady if you like"

Bush: "It wont be the same calling you that on our old
water bed, hey do you think the Obamas will let us
borrow the big bed, the one George and Martha
Washington used? Will we still be able to have our
Top Secret Sleepovers? You know the Texas Hold Ems
without cards with Conda and Cheney?"

Laura: "No dear, Conda has plans to move to Japan and Mr
Cheney is looking for friends to go hunting with
him on a Safari, no one seems to want to go, so
maybe you can play with him"

Bush: "I'd rather play with Mr and Mrs McCain, Mrs McCain
has a nice ass"

Laura: "Now George don't you let Mr McCain hear you say
that! He carries a red button with him at all
times and he's not scared to use it"

Bush: "Yeah I wonder if that red button will hurt as much
as that stick he used on me last week, my butt still
hurts!"

Laura: "We don't say Butt dear, we say Derriere...sounds
more sophisticated"

Bush: "Suuure, you say Tomato and I say Tomatoe"

As the Bush's drive off
into the Texas sunset, one could hear the sound YEEEEHAW!
THE END!