George of the Jungle

Earlier today, Mrs. Bush and I returned from our week-long trip to the nation of Africa, also known as Blackmanistan. It was an incredibly useful and productive trip. We now have more than enough pictures of me with colored folks to last all campaign season long. As such, I’ve directed Mark Racicot to cancel all future Bush/Cheney 2004 events related to that Kwaanza fake-Christmas thing, National Crack Whore Awareness Week, or anything else where I might have to feign the gift of rhythm.

I was very pleased that Secretary of State Colin Powell and National Security Advisor Condoleezza Rice were BOTH able to just coincidentally join us for the entire duration of the trip. Boy, when you throw Colin into a crowd of them real nigras, he sure looked white to Laura and me! But the weird thing is, when you get him back here, he looks real colored to us, too! Unfortunately, while Justice Thomas was originally slated to go along, he had to cancel at the last minute due to a severe allergic reaction to himself. Nevertheless, we had many productive meetings with naked, colorful hat-wearing African leaders – even briefly discussing the tempest surrounding my little white lie about Iraq buying uranium from Niger – which, I learned after saying it twelve or fourteen times, is correctly pronounced with a long “i” sound.

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