Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Say it ain't so, Bo

It's a sad state in this country. It's not enough that the media suck up to our president, and all those sycophants let him win at basketball, now even his own dog is taking a dive, letting the president beat him at football. Like that skinny wimp could score on Bo, if Bo hadn't let him.

And look at Obama grinning and gloating at his football prowess, thinking he's so great. Doesn't anyone have the nerve to tell him the truth, speak truth to power, that Bo's letting him win?

And what's with the leash on Bo in his own back yard. Very cruel, Mr. President, very cruel.

By the way, did you notice that Bo is looking a little chunky? Too much veal, no doubt. Doesn't his family coordinate his treats, like mine does?

1 comment:

Bo said...

Tommy, you don’t know the half of it. I’ve been told I gotta let him win at football, let him win at tug-a-war, I gotta pose with him whenever he wants to act like my good buddy. From the pictures you see on the internet, you’d think I spend lots of time with him. But no way. He doesn’t take me for walks, doesn’t let me sleep with him, doesn’t take my on his cool helicopter, and only plays with me when wants to get his picture took for some photo-op. “Man’s best friend”, it’s a buncha hooey. It’s bad her, Tommy, I’m telling you. The only one who even likes me is Malia. Sasha keeps saying she wanted a cockapoo, like you. “Cockapoo this, and cockapoo that”, it’s all she ever talks about. And the Mrs. has no time for me, neither. I always get fobbed off on interns.

Hey dude, missed you at my big party. But it was OK, more veal for me.