(Hat tip to Doug Powers from over at Michelle’s site.)
Paul McCartney is going senile.
At a Whine House (no, no typo) function – and GollyGeeWhiz™, isn’t it nice how Bambi can play golf, take Memorial Day vacations in Shitcago and party-hardy while beaches along the Gulf Coast are awash in the residue of his oil spill? – He Who Got His Ass Whipped By A One-Legged Woman™ couldn’t help but try his own little dogpile on the last real  President we had:
A sweet moment, but McCartney topped it off with a bite. After thanking the Library of Congress one last time, he let it rip: “After the last eight years, it’s good to have a president that knows what a library is.”
Really, McMoron?  ‘Zat so, Paula?
Guess you’ve forgotten that President Bush attended both Harvard and  Yale.  And, unlike your honey boy Jugears McHopenchange, Bush hasn’t gone to the ends of the earth to hide his  transcripts.
Guess you’ve also  forgotten that Bush is married  to a librarian.  Haven’t you, you little tossing dumb-arse (a little British slang lingo, there)?
At least Bush had more intelligence than to let his wife screech with him in his post-Beatle days (*cough*Wings*cough*), huh?
Take your ass back across the pond, Paula, you little pissweasel.  Bambi needs to “Get Back” to work.