The HumorTroupe Present: The Bush Administration 2000-Present


Dellchat, Oyo, Pika-Chan, and the PoliticalRapper were bored one day, and they decided to write a fanfic dedicated to the Bush Administration...here it goes...

From Dellchat's perspective (political thinking- Independent)

2000: That was one hell of a year. I mean Y2K didn't strike anyone, only the brains of those Florida recounters (I mean come on, what the hell happend to Florida?). Hell, Bush did crazy stuff. I liked when he nominated Ashcroft:

Senate: Ashcroft, you are one scary man

Ashcroft: No. Wanna die?

Senate: The s***?

You gotta love this guy...

2001: Damn Terrorists. I hope they go up to their little "heaven" so God can take a humongous envelope filled with anthrax and shove it down the throats of each one of those f***ers for the rest of eternity (and then send them to hell). Of course, our happy little nation does this:

Bush: We must come together

Tom Daschle: FOOLS!

Trent Lott: Hi, I'm Trent Lott!

2002: Oh yeah, finally some fun:

Bush: Axis of Evil

Hussein: Me evil? I'm a nice guy who only kills people just to make sure my biological weapons work.

North Korea: We're evil, yes we're evil, all you other evils are just not evil, so won't the real rogue nation please stand up...

Iran: Where are we located?

Bush: TEXAS!!!!

Yao Ming: lajsdfslkdafjlajsldflksjdf (How'd I end up in Texas?!)

Oh, and just to add fun to the mix...

Trent Lott: I hate everyone

Everyone: We hate Trent Lott.

Trent Lott: I don't hate everyone. I was misunderstood.

Everyone: We hate Trent Lott.

2003: Oh the fun continues...

Bush: I want to go to war.

Soldiers: We don't

Bush: Will you please go? Pretty please with a cherry on top?

Soldiers: No, fool.

Bush: If you go, I'll buy you Grand Theft Auto.

Soldiers: Whoa, Grand Theft Auto?! Oh, we're there.

Oh, the joy of the CIA...


Oyo takes over (political thinking- A strong Democrat)

2000: I can define this year in two words, f*** up.

2001: F*** the terrorists

2002: F*** Trent Lott

2003: F*** George Bush.

Dellchat in complete confusion asks...

Dellchat: What's wrong with you? This is to be nice and kind of be like cliff notes to Bush's administration.

Oyo: F*** Bush

Dellchat: Ok....whatever...

Pika-Chan comes in and writes (political thinking- a staunch Republican)

2000: Dear Bush,
It's been a while since we've seen this kind of push
Where the vote is very very tight
Florida people better be smart and make things right
Bush clearly won, without a doubt
Al Gore got knocked out in round 1 of the bout
Al Gore whimpers, patters, and acts like a sissy
Come on you Democrats, no need to be prissy
Things will go right in this world and safe too
Now that we got George Bush prototype two.

2001: Dear Mr. President with the power,
Those damn terrorists think they could knock us down with those towers
Damn bastards, I hope you can find them
So we can take them and put them in the chair and fry them
Damn monkeys trying to bring us down
Hope you burn in hell and get dressed up like bozo the clown
Mr. Ashcroft is doing things right
By making the security super megatight
Things are going much better now
Our bombs make loud noises like "boom" and "pow"

2002: Dear, Mr. Axis of Good
You are once again doing good things to protect the neighborhood
Send them inspectors to check on that dude
Make sure we bomb him and take the oil crude
Stupid Axis of Evil trying to dumb us down
Take our F-15s and bomb you clowns
Ashcroft looks at us with the evil eye
Stupid corporations with their terrible lies
Time to clean up all of this junk
Especially Trent Lott, now that guy is in a funk

2003: Dear Mr. My Daughters are 21 and legal
You have a funny dog, is is a beagle?
You helped the congress republican takeover
And got yourself a new self image makeover
It's time to do what is good, more
Like retaining presidency in 2004.


Oyo: F*** Bush!

Dellchat: Will you knock it off? This is supposed to be a nice friendly collaboration piece with each person saying their opinions.

Oyo: F*** You

Dellchat: That's it. CAPS LOCK POWER ON! SHUT THE F*** UP OYO!

Oyo (whimpering): I'm sorry.......

The PoliticalRapper enters the scene (political thinking- ???)

(To the tune of "Bump, Bump, Bump" by B2K and P Diddy)

(Donald Rumsfield)
We sendin' this one out
To all the evils all over the world
All those evil dictators
C'mon c'mon and c'mon now
As we proceed, to give you what you need
You know I like it when I go (bomb, bomb, bomb)
CIA, America
Yo Bush talk to em playa

(Bush)
I hate ya evil style
Hate this countries going wild
Trying to f*** with me
These guys are all on magazines
They have nukes with them gee, they are so mean
Like mean, mean, mean
The way y'all shaking that scary nuke
Y'all act like the kings and dukes
Maybe it's some pre-emptive time
I wanna get them by myself
Me and nobody else
Not even those England fools!
There is nothing I need from you!

(Chorus)
Evils, turn around
And let me send a plane to
Bomb, bomb, bomb
Evils, turn around
And let me send a plane to
Bomb, bomb, bomb

(Bush)
I hate the way you teasin me
Makin fun of my dad teaching me
While we owned the house
Ooh yea, our bombs will pound and pound
And it will put you down
Y'all be screaming for no more
Put ya army next to mine
We will strike you anytime
We blowing off all the doors
We are happy trigger squeeze
Plan war, do oddly things
Baby get cloned with
Now let's go destroy the damn thing

(Chorus)
Evils, turn around
And let me send a plane to
Bomb, bomb, bomb
Evils, turn around
And let me send a plane to
Bomb, bomb, bomb

(Rumsfield)
Inspect for nothing, Hussein
Plans to takeover by me
Get on the desert
Make it bomb more, you insane
Let's go, I'm the general and this is my army
See you the evil for me, Hussein, so evil for me
Man can he talk s***
He loves dance and music
We get CIA to kill him with a pool stick
Iran is the smoothest
Just a simple bomb will make them lose it
Saddam, that's enough, stop moving
Now stop that, I top that
I bring it down and cop that
I want the world sing it with me like
"What the the the the the? What the the the the the the?"
So let's do it again Bushie
You got a friend Bushie
Money ain't a thing
Taxpayers gotta spend, Bushie
Put up ya hands for me
That's how you get arrested by me
We strike you with dudes in Humvees
We going to feed every tummy

(Chorus)
Evils, turn around
And let me send a plane to
Bomb, bomb, bomb
Evils, turn around
And let me send a plane to
Bomb, bomb, bomb


Oyo: F*** Bush

Dellchat: PREPARE TO DIE!

Pika-Chan: Dear Bush,

PoliticalRapper: Bomb, bomb, bomb

God: This has gone far enough. This fic made no sense, and George Bush is horribly ashamed. Your all send to fanfiction.net hell!

Everyone: F*** Trent Lott!



THE END (For now....we hope)







Dellchat would like to thank Netscape, the cookie manager, the AIM, and of course the readers and readers who review.

Pika-Chan says hi

Oyo hates Bush

PoliticalRapper will someday get a review for a fanfic sometime soon...