How was the dinner? What was it like? Yeah, uh, contraire, frere. This clinchy White House doesn't cooperate with the free-ranging dinner party reportage of yore.
Not like the good old clinton days, when the Washington press corps were on the invitation list and got to circulate with stars and starlets.
This snarky little faggot is very pissed that he wasn't allowed to mingle with the guests. He had to do his reporting from a AP stringer.
Dear God, I love President George W. Bush.