Friday, August 26, 2005
From the WaPo's Dan Froomkin:
Bush's Secret [Shit] Dinner -- With the Press
About 50 members of the White House press corps accepted President Bush's invitation last night to come over to his house in Crawford, eat his [shit], drink his [shit], hang around the pool and [shit] with him -- while promising not to tell anyone what he said afterward.
It's something of a Bush tradition, a way of saying [fuck] you to journalists for whom an extended stay in the Crawford area is anything but a vacation.
And in spite of all the recent press demands for senior administration officials to [shit] on the record more often, the press corps can't resist an offer of [having their] face [shat on] with the president, pretty much no matter what the conditions.
Nevertheless, I'm told that several reporters expressed squeamishness about last night's [shit-fest], particularly as the press-pool vans drove by antiwar protester Cindy Sheehan's "Camp Casey" site. And later, a small handful watched askance as the rest [ate the shit of] Bush, following him around in packs every time he [shat].
Associated Press reports: "President Bush played host to the White House press corps Thursday night for a private off-the-record dinner [of shit] at his ranch.
"The casual affair of fried [shit], [shit] salad, [shit]slaw, homemade [shit] and chocolate-[shit] cookies followed a tradition in which Bush and his [rictus-turd], Laura, have the press covering his annual August vacation out to the their ranch in central Texas as a sort of [fuck]-you.
"The event was not held last year because of the busy campaign [theft]. The invitations to the reporters were issued on the condition that they not discuss [the shit they were eating, regurgitating and reingesting] at the event."