Just when you thought the president's conduct at the G-8 summit couldn't get any more embarrassing, Dubya manages to pull it off. Creepy, creepy, creepy.
I hope it wasn't done just after Bush's somewhat disgusting lunch spectacle, with a belch thrown in for good measure.
Can you imagine what would've happened if the roles had been reversed? Before Bush could say "Ah," one Secret Service guy has Merkel down on the floor in a hammerlock, while another secures her wrists and ankles with oversized twist ties.
Easily enough to set bilateral relations back to 1940 or so.
"And speaking of positions, I don't know about your performance in this position, but I'd love to see how you perform in a couple of others that come to mind. Arooga!"
Someone should put together a little greatest hits video of all his antics at this meeting (the pig, chewing with his mouth open, the grope, etc) and turn it over to a psychologist. I'd love to know what the diagnosis is.
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If she was bald he would have let her off with a little head-rub.
Yeah, that's badly out of place.
I hope it wasn't done just after Bush's somewhat disgusting lunch spectacle, with a belch thrown in for good measure.
Can you imagine what would've happened if the roles had been reversed? Before Bush could say "Ah," one Secret Service guy has Merkel down on the floor in a hammerlock, while another secures her wrists and ankles with oversized twist ties.
Easily enough to set bilateral relations back to 1940 or so.
I forgot about the bald head fetish.
More and more, the president reminds me of a very powerful child.
You know, it looks to me that Bush is checking her head very carefully. Perhaps looking for a baldspot to rub?
For some reason, this reminds me of a classic Onion article.
Damn that's funny, iRod.
"And speaking of positions, I don't know about your performance in this position, but I'd love to see how you perform in a couple of others that come to mind. Arooga!"
It's the "Arooga!" that sells it.
Someone should put together a little greatest hits video of all his antics at this meeting (the pig, chewing with his mouth open, the grope, etc) and turn it over to a psychologist. I'd love to know what the diagnosis is.
Georgie's EuroTrip certainly has been filled with hijinks!
Eatin' pig, talkin' smack with Vlad, workin the snarky schoolboy angle with Ton-E, and mackin on the German Chancellor. Yeee-haw.
How long til we find out he's been downing a quart of Jack and snorting an eight-ball every day.
What a fucking tool. What a joke.
Ladies & gentlemen . . . Your Commander-in-Chief, the leader of the free world, the Decider, the Crawford Crawdaddy . . . Geooooooooooooorge Bush!
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