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George W. Bush was passing through an airplane terminal…

George W. Bush was passing through an airplane terminaland he noticed an old man in a long white robe, with along white beard, long white hair and carrying two stonetablets in his arms. He approached the man and asked,“Aren’t you Moses?“ But the man wouldn’t listen to himand continued walking. George asked him again, „Aren’tyou Moses?“ The old man continued ignoring him, eventurning his back on little Bush. George grabs the man’sarm, looks him right in the eye and insists, „Answer me– Aren’t you Moses?“ The man replies, „I’m not sayingshit! The last time I spoke to a Bush I ended up roamingthe desert for 40 years!“

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