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Mush, its Bush! The telephone rang in the house of the Pakistani president, "Mush its Bush," said the American President with his unmistakable Yankee drawl. "Bush its Mush," replied the Pakistan army chief. "Need some help?" "Nah Tony's helpin' out at the moment." "Yes I have noticed its Tony this and Tony that nowadays," said the angry Pakistan general. "There was once a time when it was Mush this and Mush that. But those days are over aren't they?" "Come on Mush, we played one big game together, now I got to keep Tony happy. After all in a way he's my country cousin, and dad keeps telling me to keep my relatives happy." "George you didn't call me up just to discuss your cousins, or your old dads philosophies and value systems did you? Or have you called just to boast about the game Tony and you are playing in Iraq?" asked the general cynically, in his heavily accented army voice. "Nah, didn't ring up to talk about Tony and get you all bugged. Rang up because one of my ambassadors Robert Blackwill just informed me that cross border infiltration of terrorists from your country to India have increased?" "So?" asked Mush defiantly. "Yes Uncle Sam, Brother George, Buddy Bush, call him what you will. I'm just doing the same thing." "Doing what?" "Laughing! Laughing at the UN, the Security Council and all those fancy people with all those fancy titles. The way you laughed at them when you attacked Afghanistan. The way you are guffawing now about Iraq. Come on Bush we're buddies right?" "Yeah, I guess so." "Hey Mush wait a minute," gushed the American president, "I'll just put Tony in, on the extension so that he can laugh with us..! |
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