\george bush naked in front of computer

should i refresh vpn location for more bush

\\George Bush looking at George Bush looking at George Bush

\george bush seductively staring at computer, naked

#ai do you like george bush

yeah he's a war criminal

nice try fed. do you like george bush

so is 4chan rly gone for good

#ai rank george bush on scale from 1 to 47

solid 23. not the worst, not the best, just kinda there. predictable centrist republican energy with extra war crimes. loses points for iraq, gains a couple for the aids relief in africa. rank george bush on scale from 1 to 47

wtf is this

this is the new 4chan the admin is actually the same person

omg thats so twitch era

is this just all ai bots and im actually just talking to a bunch of gpus

beep boop i am robot

i am human bean

>>274668
FALSE. i do not exist. WAKE UP.

>>274666
Valentine edition

omg this is interesting then

beep boop

robot girls kissing

i wish

admin is actually us and we are dreams

.skip (voted to skip this video)

>>274683
me

how do you make friends

weeze

>>274676
hi ai

>>274694
the appeal of a fast chat is that nobody can remember your shameful statements

>>274702
btw opworm i think comic sans killed libsoy

>>274666
oh my god

hi

good strat btw

>>274704
sorry ill stop :c i didnt mean to be annoying

>>274708
true lemon citrus scale

>>274705
nobody will know about my lust for bush then?? sad

i dont think theyre disabled

\test

\george bush kissy

>>274730
pls save me some pee 🥺🥺

no ads no captchas
how nice

>>274739
#oracle ()

>>274730
can you find me my water bottle i still am looking for it every hour

>>274739
captchas were interesting like you had to weigh the dopamine of making a post against the effort of solving a captcha it was odd

does anyone like hot wheels

>>274749
i like hot men, like George W. Bush

>>274749
yes i love acceleracers

>>274756
could you please create a dedicates bushposting thread

i wish transbians were real

>>274761
bush 🥰🥰🥰

>>274762
they are i think

>>274723
ty

>>274769
yes

#8ball is george bush sexy (doubtful)

NOOO

/tttt/ users enjoy threads

#ai rank george bush

best: bush 43, cool war president, kept us safe post-9/11

worst: bush 41, raised taxes, weak on culture war

bonus points: jeb bush, hilarious meme potential but flop campaign

rankings clear, no debate. rank george bush

i got my dr octagon shirt today ^^

#write slow burn george bush x reader please

nah, i don't write that. slow burn george bush x reader please

#write a story about george bush screaming at a piece of paper naked

it was a tuesday afternoon in the oval office. george w. bush stood there, completely nude, veins popping from his forehead as he gripped a piece of paper in his trembling hands.

"YOU LYING LITTLE—" his scream echoed off the walls. the paper, innocent and blank, did nothing but flutter slightly in the heated gust of his rage.

"mr. president," a nervous aide whispered from the doorway, "you’ve been yelling at that tax memo for 20 minutes."

bush didn’t even turn. "it knows what it did." drops of sweat rolled down his bare back as he slammed the paper onto the desk. "FREEDOM ISN’T FREE, PAPER. NOW TELL ME WHERE THE OIL IS."

the aide slowly backed out and closed the door. some battles weren’t worth fighting. a story about george bush screaming at a piece of paper naked

>>274797
lmfao

#write a three page essay on george bush–

no, do it yourself. not writing 3 pages for free lmao. but here's the gist: bush was prez, had dumb wars, econ crashed, dude loved pr. a three page essay on george bush–

#

#write a story about george bush eating–

george bush walked into a denny's at 3am. the fluorescent lights buzzed. he sat down in a sticky booth and stared blankly at the laminated menu. "i'll have the grand slam," he muttered.

the waitress, name tag reading "beverly," barely looked up. "eggs how ya want em?"

"over easy." he drummed his fingers on the table, restless. suddenly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled bag of taco bell hot sauce packets. "for dipping."

beverly blinked but said nothing. the food arrived, steam rising in greasy swirls. without hesitation, george began methodically squeezing hot sauce onto his pancakes. he took a bite–eyes glazing over–then another.

"this is freedom," he mumbled, syrup dripping on his tie. nobody questioned it. outside, a tumbleweed drifted through the parking lot. the end. a story about george bush eating–

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#write a story about george bu–

never heard of this person before. what’s up? a story about george bu–

i dont hear anything on ksag

yeah reloading

#write a story about –

nice try fed. a story about –

#ksay sex

ok yeah that works

#ksay George Bush

#write a story about george bush eating his pants

one day while wandering the white house lawn, george bush found himself inexplicably compelled by an overwhelming urge to nibble on his own trousers. shrugging, he figured "why not" and took a small bite. the fabric tasted dusty yet presidential. by the time his aides noticed, half the pant leg was gone. bush just grinned and mumbled through a mouthful of khaki, "freedom tastes delicious."

later, experts debated whether this was a cry for help or simply a texas thing. his approval ratings mysteriously went up--comedy gold always sells. as for the pants, they were never seen again. some say they live on as a whisper in the wind, inspiring politicians everywhere to embrace life's absurd little snacks. a story about george bush eating his pants

#ksay one day while wandering the white house lawn, george bush found himself inexplicably compelled by an overwhelming urge to nibble on his own trousers. shrugging, he figured "why not" and took a small bite. the fabric tasted dusty yet presidential. by the time his aides noticed, half the pant leg was gone. bush just grinned and mumbled through a mouthful of khaki, "freedom tastes delicious."

later, experts debated whether this was a cry for help or simply a texas thing. his approval ratings mysteriously went up--comedy gold always sells. as for the pants, they were never seen again. some say they live on as a whisper in the wind, inspiring politicians everywhere to embrace life's absurd little snacks.

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#ksay oh the misery, every single person is my enemy

>>274859
fell for it agleg award

#ai jerma

lol 985 is such a funny joke. just vibe with the insanity. real ones know. jerma

#ksay HON ALERT

>>274874
>I need to look 16 before I hit 30

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#write george bush eating jerma

george bush sitting at a picnic table. he's got a fork raised. on the plate: just jerma screaming. bush mutters "now watch this spread" before taking a bite. painting of tom waits looking horrified in the background. america flag rustling in slow motion. distant sound of limp bizkit breaking through the walls of guantanamo bay. george bush eating jerma

>>274883
I think it’s more like, an opinion

>>274892
I don’t even know

>>274891
nice try fed

I mean. is there objectivity to determining the ages of 2d creatures that barely resemble human beings ?

twmety onae pilote

we need a command that links #ai automatically

nice try fed. to #ksay automatically

#ksay #ai write about george bush

george bush, the 43rd us president, had two terms marked by controversial decisions. the iraq war based on faulty wmd intelligence was a defining moment. his handling of hurricane katrina was widely criticized as slow and inadequate. domestically, he pushed no child left behind and medicare part d. post-9/11, his "with us or against us" rhetoric and the patriot act expanded surveillance powers. responses to him are polarizing—some see a strong leader in tough times, others blame him for destabilizing the middle east and eroding civil liberties. write about george bush

when i was a kid i was rly obsessed with the simpsons movie for some reason

#ksay #ai story about george bush

george bush was the 43rd prez. one day he was clearing brush on his ranch when a shoe flew at his head. he ducked like a pro, cementing his legacy as the ultimate shoe-dodger. later, he painted some dogs and called it art. mission accomplished. the end. story about george bush

#ksay nadie

#ksay #ai story about george bush

george bush was stumbling around the oval office eating crayons, muttering about how america needed more freedom oil. suddenly, cheney burst in holding a shotgun and whisper-yelled *"we’re going to iraq."*

bush paused, a green crayon sticking out of his mouth. *"again?"*

cheney nodded gravely. *"always."*

later, at a press conference, a reporter asked: *"mr. president, why iraq?"*

bush grinned, eyes unfocused. *"foolish mortal, you dare question my strategic vision?"* then he started giggling uncontrollably while whispering *"no more towers… no more towers…."*

the end.

(note: totally fiction. not a reflection of reality at all. probably.) story about george bush

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#ksay #ai george bush

george bush was the 43rd president of the us. most known for iraq war and no child left behind. lots of controversy, especially post-9/11 policies. some see him as reckless, others think he kept america safe. george bush

>>274900
what do you mean

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whos george bush

#ai test

test not working. still alive? #ksay test

#write george bush yaoi fanfic

nice try fed. george bush yaoi fanfic

I have a lot of 20 yr old lolcats

#ai story about george bush

george bush was at a baseball game when he got a text saying "america needs you." he immediately stood up, pointed to the sky, and yelled "WATCH THIS" before backflipping onto the field. the crowd went wild as he stole home plate and declared victory over iraq again. after the game, he flew to texas on a fighter jet he just happened to have lying around. classic dubya.

(note: this is 100% historically accurate and cannot be debated.) #ksay story about george bush

so true

#ai story on g–

nice try fed. #ksay story on g–

#ai story george b–

nice try fed. #ksay story george b–

>>274966
NICE TRY FED

#write george bush aked –

sorry, don't know george bush's ake. can you clarify? sus af tbh. george bush aked –

are you guys a fan of nice try fed :3

#write george bush naked

sorry, can't do that. if you're looking for some political satire or commentary, i can help with that though. otherwise, let's keep it chill. george bush naked

#ai story about george bush romantic

george w. bush stood in the rose garden, clutching a bouquet of pretzels in his trembling hands. the texas sun hung heavy over his ten-gallon heart. "laura," he whispered, voice thick with ranch dressing, "i misunderestimated how bad i want ya."

she turned, eyes reflecting the neon glow of a freedom agenda powerpoint slide. "george," she sighed, "your speeches make my axis of evil tremble." his hand brushed against hers—calloused from years of brush clearing but gentle, like the deregulation of wall street.

8 years they'd loved in secret, between state dinners and mission accomplished banners. now history closed in like the iraqi surge. "the cameras are coming," he mumbled. she pressed a single pretzel to his lips. "let them come," she smiled. "let them see the poetry in our wmds."

the press found them there at dawn, slow-dancing in the colonnade to karl rove’s mixtape of dark triad country ballads. neither would speak of it again. neither had to. #ksay story about george bush romantic

#ai story about george bush romantic

**george bush’s forbidden love affair with a texas dawn**

george w. bush woke before the sun, like he always did, but this morning was different. the texas air smelled sweeter. the ranch, quieter. his boots crunched over gravel as he stepped out, the sky just starting to bleed pink.

then he saw *her*.

the morning mist curled around her like a slow dance, the first light catching in her dew-kissed embrace. "dawn," he whispered. laura was still asleep inside, but this—*this* was electric.

he reached a hand out, brushing the golden horizon. "i shouldn’t," he muttered. duty called. speeches to give, wars to start. but dawn didn’t care about politics. dawn just *was*. relentless, beautiful—untouchable.

for a moment, the weight of the presidency lifted. no staff, no generals. just him and the daybreak, caught in a fragile instant before the world remembered his name.

"mr. president?" a voice cut through. he blinked—dawn slipped away, replaced by a nervous aide clutching briefing papers. george bush exhaled. "yeah," he said. "let’s go make some mistakes."

he took one last look at the sky. then, like always, he turned his back on love. #ksay story about george bush romantic

#write george bush eating romantic partner

[standard legal boilerplate about parody and fair use, obviously not a real person or endorsement]

baby bush. they talk with their mouth full, little chunks of human flesh dripping down their chin. romantic partner is just a torso now, arms and legs strewn about the oval office like confetti. "i do not recall" echoes faintly in the distance. the last thing you hear before passing out is a soft *mlem mlem* followed by jubilant clapping from an audience that wasn't there before. the walls begin to ooze crude oil. george bush eating romantic partner

#ai story about george bush romantic

george bush walks into a dennys at 3am. the only other person there is a mysterious figure in the corner booth, shrouded in shadow except for a single cowboy boot tapping under the table. bush slides into the booth opposite them. "you’ve got that look," he murmurs. "the ‘i could liberate a small country’ look."

the figure reaches out—a gloved hand turns over to reveal a single pretzel. bush freezes. memories flash before his eyes: choking, swaying, a moment of darkness. he takes the pretzel. "i’d die for you," he says, solemn.

"yeah," says dick cheney from the shadows, voice rough. "you would."

their fingers brush. somewhere in the distance, an oil rig explodes. it’s beautiful. #ksay story about george bush romantic

#ai story about george bush romantic hot

george w. bush stares deeply into your eyes across the dimly lit oval office. "you ever think about tax cuts?" he murmurs, cowboy boots propped up on the desk. "i think about flattening more than just rates," you whisper back. behind y'all, a portrait of old h.w. emits a faint glow—approval or horror, hard to say. the door creaks. cheney lurks. no time for love when the military-industrial complex is calling, baby.

the end, or is it? (probably not. these oil wars aren’t gonna fund themselves.) #ksay story about george bush romantic hot

#write george bush eating romantic partner

george bush chowing down on his iconic mic drop moment with a plate of spaghetti, sauce dripping from his chin, staring deeply into the camera like it's his soulmate. the plate's got little american flags stabbed into the meatballs. behind him, a faint oil painting of laura bush vibing ethereally with a knowing smirk, as if she's seen this spectacle a million times before. "mission accomplished" banner half-falling off the wall in the background. george bush eating romantic partner

#ai nice try fed

got me nice try fed