President Bush’s Golden Olympic Marathon
In sweating to the Oldies, Bush turns up the heat in the sand trap: 6.9
President Bush saves his diplomatic face by avoiding a Derriere Crackup: 9.9
In the end, President Bush won the Diplomatic Decathlon Gold Medal for his impression of the Beijing Bush Lame Duck…
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President Bush’s Golden Olympic Marathon is Political Satire by Miss Moneypenny aka Debbie Dolphin
Miss Moneypenny reporting for the Undercover Times
Posted on August 20, 2008, in Humor, Political Humor, Political Satire, Presidential Phun and tagged Beijing Bush, Beijing Bush Lame Duck, Dubya Bush, George W. Bush, Political Humor, Political Satire, Wordpress Political Blogs. Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.










hahahahahahaahahahahahahahah
your comment is hysterical!!
Hi Agent Laketrees,
Seems to me, Bush has been performing and perfecting his Presidential Stand-Up Comedy Act for the last 8-years
some really goofy shots there Miss MP
has he ever considered going into comedy as I think he has it all sewn up !!
Hi Meleah,
The Presidential Plight of Dubya Bush’s humorous delights is priceless
I wonder how many lights Dubya Bush has permanently extinguished in his father’s illumination of One Thousand Points of Light, a shining promise of a renewed America?
Hi James,
Q hasn’t created a Pict-O-iPhone for Bondcat 0007?
The last picture of Gee Dub Yah is cracking me up. That expression is classic.
I Wish I Can C Da Pic On Phone!
Hi Linda,
Ironically, Dubya Bush seemed to be more nervous about slapping Misty’s Derriere after she cooly turned around and offered her bikinied rear-end for Bush to slap!
I don’t know if I would be nervous standing next to the President in a bikini yet, bending over and offering my Dairy-Air to him is not on my “To Do” list!
Okay, nothing for nothing but if I were standing next to the President of the United States – no matter who it was – while wearing nothing more than a bikini, I’d be feeling a bit nervous. Come to think of it, I’d be feeling nothing as the only way I would be out in public in a bikini would be if I were dead!