Oh, You Shouldn't Have!
December, 2004
Dear George Bush, Thank you for the truck-load of junk food. I ate the entire Whitman's Sampler in one sitting, then I took all the Moon Pies apart and built a 17-decker-a personal record! Sometimes I wonder if you're fattening me up to make me less photogenic, which would enhance my raving-lunatic persona, which would discredit my movies, which would make the Iraq war look like a good idea, which would make you look like a good president. Nah--couldn't be. Just being paranoid, I guess. Big dadd...
