This short diary breaks all the diary rules I can think of: it’s too short, and it’s about a topic all ready covered and covered and covered (hey, I’m trying to make this diary longer), etc. etc. etc….
But I can’t help it: ever since Bush’s little tirade over questions about Rumsfeld I’ve been dying to get to my laptop so I could write this about an infantile human being.
Papa Prez’nit and Prez’nit Mama must be so proud of their precocious, petulant, powerful people pleasin’,progeny of a Prez’nit(wit).
I just know there are wordsmith’s out there who can do much better.
