Fat Man: I'm your pimp! And I will slap you silly if you tell anybody I'm really the one running the country. Bush: Oh Monica! You sure know your way under the table. White man: George! What's wrong with you? One too many pretzels?
Fat man: Bon appétit ! Bush: *is surprised* Dick! My cake is on fire! My cake is on fire! Help me! Third guy: Hm... I wonder if that trick they did on American Pie will work on cakes too...
Bush is showing the ingrained instinctive response of an ex-alcoholic of moving the alcohol laced breath away from open fire.
OH MY GOSH!! It's my birthday! It's my birthday! It's my birthday! Do I get to eat all the strawberries off the top again? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE????
get up from under the table tony blair.....oh yeah oh yeah......oh dont get up from under the table...oh dont stop. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! Sorry.
"Little did the other diners know, George had recieved a British intelligence report linking strawberries to Al-Queda."
"Where are the candles? Blowing off strawberries is way more harder than blowing off Sadam, Kim's ill Dong, and appearing more Presidential than those conceptually inbred Democratz." "Panzies, I spit at thee."
Fat Dude: Blow out the candles Mr. President! Guy on right: Make a wish, W. Bush (thought): THIS time, I'm sure air will come out THIS end!