THE GOD DAMN PICTURES OF THE WEEK
My beloved wife chose the pictures this week, so if they're not funny, please direct your anger to her. She can be reached at gwbush@whitehouse.gov. Thank you for your understanding.
Classic animation fans are thrilled as Elmer Fudd's "speaw and magic hewmut" are sold at auction. Fudd was reported to have said "kiw da wabbit."
Their hopes of repeating as NFC champs already dashed by an embarrasing preseason loss to the Patriots, the New York Giants join the Rockettes.
Brittany Spears narrowly avoids a shark attack while surfing. The shark ripped the left sleeve of a $2,500 DKNY shirt, prompting thousands of pre-teen girls to begin wearing ripped sleeves.
Trained biologists work frantically to salvage Brittany's sleeve. "Donna Karen is like bubblegum," said one doctor. "Much like Brittany's music, actually."
Madonna's hair stands on end as she suddenly realizes that she's a 43-year-old mother of two parading around nightly in front of horny teenagers and gay men.
Massive outbreaks of Lyme disease erupt on the east coast as deer ticks get bigger and bolder.
The old boy's bladder really backs up if you don't walk him for four weeks.
Gambling addicts force Pocono Downs to keep the races going despite flash flood warnings. Dozens of jockeys are washed away.
Top three things overheard by this waitress:
3. Are you the St. Pauli Girl?
2. Will you marry me?.
1. You think you've got a lot of head in your hands now...
"AR! 'Tis surely as fine a seagoing vessel as ever there was! When does we sail?"
"Cripes, a man could crack a walnut between those cheeks...I know she married me for my money but damn if that isn't the finest booty this side of friggin' J. Lo..."
"What did you say? Do you know who I am? I'm Dick Cheney. The REAL Dick Cheney. I'LL KICK YOUR PASTY LITTLE ASS YOU PUNK F***ING BITCH, I'M DICK F***ING CHENEY! F*** ALL YA'LL!!!"
ONLY TWO THINGS COME FROM TEXAS, AND YOU AIN'T GOT NO HORNS, MR. PRESIDENT.
Desperate for something to do, Bush signs an executive order directing his four migrant workers to feed his cattle.
"Tell you what I miss is the wife of that Polish president. She had hooters out to here...man, you hang around with Laura long enough and the cows start to look good..."
GEORGE W. BUSH'S VACATION BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FORD F-150 EXTENDED CAB. PLENTY OF ROOM FOR YOU, YOUR DOGS, AND YOUR SECRET SERVICE AGENTS. STRONG ENOUGH FOR EVEN YOUR WORST DRUNK DRIVING MISHAPS.
TO LOOK AT PREVIOUS PICTURES OF THE WEEK, RETURN TO THE FROO FROO AND CLICK ON THAT WEEK THAT YOU'D LIKE TO SEE. THAT WILL ALMOST INSTANTLY SEND YOU BACK IN TIME TO THOSE GLORIOUS WEEKS OF WAY BACK WHEN.