From the article:
The correspondents' dinner, now in its 88th year, has become an occasion for self-deprecating humor from presidents.
So Juanterm Junior establishes a new standard for "self-deprecating" by slumming around with sleeze bags like Ozzy Osbourne, and the humorless bushbots get their thongs in a wedgie when somebody calls him "The Shrub".
Go figure.
Makes you wonder what hysteria would result if Dubya gave Oprah a big smooch!
Oooops! Been there, done that, haven't we?
Bwahahahahahaha!
You all need to ligthen up. I'm constantly amazed at the things you all complain about Bush doing. It's like you HAVE to find something every single day.