Bush hates press conferences because he can't speak extemporaneously and can't form a complete sentence without mashing up the language like a 5-year-old on Ritalin and can't express a nuanced multifaceted idea to save his life and somewhere deep down in his bowels, he knows it, and he knows we know it, and it makes him mumble and stutter and secretly pray every moment to his angry righteous God he could be somewhere else, anywhere else, like sittin' on the back porch in Texas eatin' ribs and dreamin' 'bout baseball. Ahhh, there now. That's better.
Precisely.
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