Thread: Laugh of the week

Subject: The Clintons hit the Road


Hillary Clinton called Bill into her office one day and said, "Bill, I have a great idea! I know how we can win back Middle America and secure my presidential victory in 2008."
"Great, but how do you propose we go about that?" asked Bill.

"Well, Hillary responds, we'll go down to a local Wal-Mart, get some cheesy clothes and shoes, like
most middle Americans wear and then we'll stop at the pound and pick up a Labrador.”

”When we look the part we'll go to a nice old country bar in Middle America, and we'll show them that we really enjoy the countryside and show admiration and respect for the hard working people living there."

A few days later, all decked out and with the requisite Labrador at heel, they set off from New York in a westerly direction. Eventually they arrived at just the place they were looking for.

With dog in tow they walk into the bar. They step up to the bar and the bartender takes a step back and say's, "Aren't you Bill and Hillary Clinton?"

Hillary answers, "Yes we are, and what a lovely town you have here. We were just passing through and Bill suggested that we stop and take in some local color."


They then order a couple of cocktails from the bartender and proceed to drink them down, all the while chatting up a storm with anyone who would listen.

All of a sudden, the bar room door opens and a grizzled old farmer comes in. He walked up to the Labrador , lifted its tail and looked underneath, shrugged his shoulders and walks out the door. A few moments later, in came another old farmer. He walked up to the dog, lifted its tail, looked underneath,
scratched his head and then left the bar.

Over the course of the next hour or so, another four or five farmers came in, lifted the dog's tail, and went away looking puzzled. Eventually Hillary and Bill could stand it no longer and called the bartender over.

"Tell me, said Hillary, why did all those farmers come in and look under the dog's tail like that? Is it some sort of old local custom?"

"Good Lord no.”, said the bartender, "It’s just that someone told them that there was a Labrador in this bar with two a**holes!"

Bush and Gore were sitting in a restaurant to discuss the craziness of the election. When the waitress came to take their orders, Gore said, "I'll take the steak." When she asked Bush, he said, "I'll take the quicky." Gore motioned for the waitress to come closer, and whispered into her ear "He means the quiche."

Cute neese