A friend of mine took her 8-year-old daughter to the rodeo back in Arkansas. The little girl took a shine to a bull up for riding that night. Her mother asked her what the bull's name was."I don't know," said the 8 year old. "I just call him 'George W. Bush.'"
"Why?" asked her mother.
"'Cause he's got a point here, and a point there, but mostly he's all bull in between."
The good news is, we only have to put up with it for eight seconds and we've won.
(Watching Washington)
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