If you walked into a room and asked who farted...

[eleny]

David Brooks would shout - "It wasn't the president!".

He's so out of his mind asserting that W scores an A on all his speeches this week when it's clear he stunk up the room.

[pinkpops]

1. Big time apologist - no doubt about it...

I'm wondering if the strategy is for Bush to make a few speeches, watch the polls, spin what they can, then have him make the Sunday speech with whatever seemed to work.

[pinkpops]

2. actually - he might say

That's not a fart. That's the president.

[Stinky The Clown]

3. David Brooks wins the Chris Matthews Ass Sucker award

Matthews, the biggest ass sucker of them all, makes the actual award.

[eleny]

8. Matthews - hands down beats em all

And you can take that as you wish!

See ya in the kitchen!

[Viva_La_Revolution]

4. LOL! oh eleny....

Have you ever read 1601 (Conversation, as it was by the Social Fireside, in the Time of the Tudors) by Mark Twain?

Yesternight toke her maisty ye queene a fantasie such as she sometimes hath, and had to her closet certain that doe write playes, bokes, and such like, these being my lord Bacon, his worship Sir Walter Ralegh, Mr. Ben Jonson, and ye child Francis Beaumont, which being but sixteen, hath yet turned his hand to ye doing of ye Lattin masters into our English tong, with grete discretion and much applaus. Also came with these ye famous Shaxpur. A righte straunge mixing truly of mighty blode with mean, ye more in especial since ye queenes grace was present, as likewise these following, to wit: Ye Duchess of Bilgewater, twenty-two yeres of age; ye Countesse of Granby, twenty-six; her doter, ye Lady Helen, fifteen; as also these two maides of honor, to-wit, ye Lady Margery Boothy, sixty-five, and ye Lady Alice Dilberry, turned seventy, she being two yeres ye queenes graces elder.
I, being her maites cup-bearer, had no choice but to remaine and beholde rank forgot, and ye high holde converse wh ye low as uppon equal termes, a grete scandal did ye world heare thereof.



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In ye heat of ye talk it befel yt one did breake wind, yielding an exceding mightie and distresfull stink, whereat all did laugh full sore, and then-
Ye Queene.-Verily in mine eight and sixty years have I not heard the fellow to this fart. Meseemeth, by ye grete sound and clamour of it, it was male; yet ye belly it did lurk behinde shoulde now fall lean and flat against ye spine of him yt hath bene delivered of so stately and so vaste a bulk, where as ye guts of them yt doe quiff-splitters bear, stand comely still and rounde. Prithee let ye author confess ye off spring. Will my Lady Alice testify?

Lady Alice.-Good your grace, an' I had room for such a thundergust within mine ancient bowels, 'tis not in reason I coulde discharge ye same and live to thank God for yt He did choose handmaid so humble whereby to shew his power. Nay, 'tis not I yt have broughte forth this rich o'ermastering fog, this fragrant gloom, so pray you seeke ye further.

Ye Queene.-Mayhap ye Lady Margery hath done ye companie this favor?

Lady Margery.-So please you madam, my limbs are feeble wh ye weighte and drouth of five and sixty winters, and it behoveth yt I be tender unto them. In ye good providence of God, an' I had contained this wonder, forsoothe wolde I have gi'en ye whole evening of my sinking life to ye dribbling of it forth, with trembling and uneasy soul, not launched it sudden in its matchless might, taking mine own life with violence, rending my weak frame like rotten rags. It was not I, your maisty.

You can download the e-book here - http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/3190

:rofl:

[eleny]

9. "this rich o'ermastering fog"

[0007]

5. When I was little, I believed movie stars didn't shit.

[eleny]

7. And when I was little...

I always wondered where Hoppalong Cassidy went to pee!

[Historic NY]

6. He is an annoying twit..............

whats he bucking for WH asswipe.