WOW! Levitation! What is it? Angel food?

Now THERE'S a president that knows how to inhale!

Rodney, does turning fifty mean you are no longer the Time Magazine Person of the Year?

"I've got a plan and it's as hot as my pants!" -- Lord Flashheart

The look of utter surprise on the President's face was casued by his disbelief that Michael Moore had voluntarily released a piece of cake.

"Laura, my crotch is on fire. Again."

Yet another variant of effective, yet unpopular, contraception.

"Oh, that cake is cold. Thick too."

OMG! I'm how old!!!

The President was seen sucking in hot air - useful for his Iraq news conference later.

Dr. Frankenstein's new creation reacts to a simple candle.

Uh Laura, is one of those candles supposed to be fizzling like that?

"AIIEEEEEEEEEEE! A weapon of mass destruction!"

The hologram of Marilyn Monroe singing a wispy HBTY added a traditional touch.

I wish them danged liberal evil doers had some oil, cause then I could............

See!?!?!?! Yellow cake!!!!!!!

"Come on baby, douse my fire."

Mr. Kidd smiled quietly at the brilliance of making the President's birthday cake out of pretzels.

Bush (thinking): "I know, but, what the hell, it just might work. . . . [breathes in] . . . I wish I could get at least six points up in my popularity numbers."

To the President's great dismay, his culinary staff was very poor at spotting a "birthday present" in progress.

"No, Mr. President...Fire Good!"

"Ooooooo! Strawrberries!!"

1) The cook's late attempt at saving the cake from the President's sneeze.

2) Dubya: "Boy these candles just don't go out after 4 blows, these are some good candles!"
(With George Bush Sr and Jeb snickering in the background)

3) But is it like Mom used to make?

Oh, it's Rodney's birthday. Phew, Have a good one Rodney.

The Atkins Diet conditioning is strong in this one.

"No, I'm not a pastry chef... but I did sleep in the Lincoln bedroom last night."

President Bush was rushed to the hospital today, moments after eating the cake with Scooter Libby's baked-in file.

But I can't count that high!

Al Gore immediately demanded that Bush purchase some carbon credits to offset the emissions from the birthday cake. Speaking from his personal jet high above the Rockies . . .

O boy! Can I go and smash this in Hillary's face. Please. Pretty please... C'mon, you can have a strawberry! Pleeeaassse!!!

A torte tort.

Happy birthday Rodney.

No, No, No, Mr. President, I said let's get a 'Crappy Flared Hose' and put it out.

"At least Ah know better than to try to eat it b'fore blowin' out the candles. ... Now."