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Once upon a time there was a confused child born into a wealthy family in Connecticut. Sadly, other children made fun of the little boy because of a speaking and listening problem, arising from his poor work ethic. Perhaps his parents are partly responsible, since they spoiled the child.
No one quite understands how this spoiled child became so confused about his sexuality. He often wore feminine clothes. As if the taunts of other children, arising from his refusal to listen wasn't enough, the pampered child became head-cheerleader at an all boys school. Anyone can see how that decision would bump the teasing up a notch.
It was not only his poor attitude, sexual confusion and refusal to listen to others that made other children despise the boy; his self-centered approach to life caused even nice kids avoid the brat. Jr. wants this and Jr. wants that, was usually the main focus of the spoiled child.
With a last name like Bush, it isn't hard to imagine where a bunch of young boys went with taunts, directed at the headcheerleader. To make matters worse, his parents constantly told the boy, "don't listen to them."
As the boy grew older, the comments of other boys got more vulgar. Nice children avoided him but of course the not so nice kids brought reports of what the Bush-brat wanted or expected from them. Needless to say, most of the children began to respond by saying "FUCK BUSH." Sadly, with his underdeveloped listening skills the Bush boy understood them to say "TRUCK PUSH."
Between um and uh - the two words uttered most often by Bush Jr. his parents began to hear the child say "truck push." Like many parents, in spite of horrendous shortcomings they held out a hope of their son becoming president someday. Eventually, they moved to Texas, where the phrase "truck push" might fit into conversations better.
Like caring parents, they even got the boy to stop dressing so feminine by buying him a cowboy hat. With his fine new hat and real progress in refining the words "truck push," Jr began to fit in with other kids a bit better. His father beaming with pride, hired the finest linguistic teachers and taught Jr. another more elaborate phrase. Since he was obviously on the right track, the teaching team taught the child to say "stay the course."
<JG note> more in the morning, maybe, if I decide to refine it into an OP... what do you guys think of it so far?
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