BushEveryone has their personal favorite among the various dumb-ass things our has said. Some are fond of his “Ask Tony Blair!” scream at the debate. More recently, we had the wonderful “I’m the decider, and I decide what is best.” Others just love those big words he can’t get out quite right:

  • eckullectic
  • perpetuators
  • nukyular
  • clandessintly
  • terrist, which I actually hear as closer to “turst”

My absolute favorite, and I don’t really know why, is one in which he elides a sentence which, for most people, would be four or five words (one of them can be a contraction of two) into a single three-syllable word. It’s the one he uses when he wants you to know that he has positive feelings for a person. No, I’m not talking about peering into “Vladamer’s” heart and trusting that he believes in democracy. I mean the lovely, folksy, down-homey higoomayh. Just mouse over the word if you require a translation.

So I was so excited that Bush came out in support of Denny “Grand Slam Breakfast” Hastert, because I knew he was going to look straight in the cameras and give us a solemn, straight from the heart higoomayh. But he didn’t! Instead, we got stuck with “I know Denny Hastert, I meet with him a lot. He is a father, teacher, coach, who cares about the children of this country.” No fair!

Sure it was a dumb thing to say, but it wasn’t dumb enough.

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