. . . he's not screwing up the country. Actually seems like a pretty cool guy. I bet it won't be long before he and Clinton start meeting up for a few beers and a joint, while they both laugh about Jimmy Carter. Course, the party will be over once Papa Bush starts nosing around:
Papa Bush: "what is all that carrying on down there? Do I smell marijuana?"
W: (whispering) "Oh shit Bill, it's my dad. Put that thing out." (normal voice) "Nothing dad, just playing cards and smoking cigars, that's all." (lights cigar)
Papa Bush: "I thought I smelled marijuana. I better not catch you boys doing that stuff."
Barb: "Now George, leave the boys alone. They're just having some fun down there. A boy needs his privacy. Boys, do you need some snacks down there."
Bill: (giggles) "Sure Mrs. Bush, that would be swell. Maybe some of those pepperoni bagle bites, if you have any."
Barb: "Sure Bill. George, you need anything? (to Papa Bush) He's such a nice boy - handsome, too."
Papa Bush: (grumbling) "He's a good-for-nothing punk is what he is."