I went to see Pop today. Shucks, I’d be lyin if I told ya I wasn’t a bit nervous this time. Heck, don’t get me wrong, I visit Pop every chance I get. I’d better lest he turn me over on my side and spank me raw, he would. Anyway, back to ole Pop. Visiting Pop today’s what gave me my inspiration for my latest masterpiece, which I’m callin’ Pop Hits the Floor In Search of the Remote And Calls Me Stupid.
Anyway, back to Pop. After comin inside and sayin “hello” to ole Pop, he did his usual business, ya know, slappin me ‘cross the skull and sayin why didn’t ya help your younger brother Jeb out some more with winnin the presidency. I told ole Pop it wasn’t my fault. Jeb been takin way too many downers before hittin the ole campaign trail, ya know, to calm his ole nerves bein that his wife likes to smack ’em ’round a lil bit after he forgets to send money back to her family in Mexico.
When I was sittin on Pop’s lap, I made a lil comment about these purty girls on TV and ole Pop got a lil sore. After smackin the remote upside my head–don’t worry, I deserved it–the remote went flyin ‘cross the room and ole Pop had to get up outta his rocker and crawl ’round the floor on his hands and knees. Well, long story short, I had to draw my latest masterpiece of Pop crawlin ’round the floor while I was standin up, beings that I won’t be able to sit down for a week due to a sore bottom. No tellin where Ma was at the time. Guess her and Laura went out shoppin again. Now if I could only find my wallet. GWB
BIO: Former president, rancher, air national guard veteran, Patriot Act signer, son of Barbara, and now world-renown artist. Join former president George W. Bush as he shares a rare intimate glimpse into a talent that only trashcans had been lucky enough to see before. Combining a folksy southern yarn with every masterpiece that he submits to DAILY SOAK, GWB is destined to win over support with The Art of Bush.
