Hey, you.

Oh crap I think I just peed my pants. Thanks to btezra for the heads up!

Pleasure Boat Captains for Truth

We, the men who were served drinks alongside George W. Bush, have partied with real party animals– on the shores of Lake Tahoe, up and down the Gulf of Mexico, in the harbors of Kennebunkport. We have seen good men down a dozen kamikazes, and then swim once more onto the beach. We have watched the buzzed and brightest of our generation play beer pong until they were bent double, like beggars under sacks. We have known these party animals, and we have partied with them.

And George W. Bush is no party animal.