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Politics : The Obama - Clinton Disaster -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: locogringo who wrote (52553)	7/8/2011 6:56:51 PM
From: John	1 Recommendation Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 103300

Bill Clinton and Barack Hussein Obama were sitting around the Oral Office discussing the forthcoming 2012 election. During a lull in the conversation, Slick Willie looked around the room and reminisced about his days as president and said, "There sure are a lot of fond memories in this room." Barack raised his eyebrows and snickered, "Some not so nice ones, too, I'm sure," callously referring to Clinton's Monica Lewinsky scandal. Bill grimaced and replied, "True, so true, but those days are behind me and Hillary now. We have a great marriage. In fact, I make love to her each morning before she goes to work." Barack smiled and said, "Really? How do you pull that off?" Bill said, "I tell her this really cool poem when we wake up, you see, and it goes like this..." Blondie, Blondie, eyes so blue, I just love waking up and making love to you. Barack laughed and said, "Damn. And that works?" Bill, grinning like a promiscuous school boy, chimed, "Faster than an ol' catfish swimmin' down the Arkansas River." Barack laughed and replied, "Hmmmm. I'll have to try that with Michelle." A few days passed and Slick Willie was again summoned to the office for consultations regarding the 2012 election. When Bill arrived, he noticed that Barry was disheveled and had various injuries to his face including a bruised eye, a swollen lip, and a busted nose. Bill smirked and said, "My goodness. What happened to you, Barack? Tough basketball game?" Barack sullenly replied, "It's really all your fault, Bill." Slick Willie, taken completely aback, defensively quipped, "My fault?!?!" Barack retorted, "Yes, your fault. You and that dumb poem idea." Amused now, Bill asked, "Well, what went wrong? Did you tell Michelle a poem? What poem did you use?" Becoming increasingly irritated, Barack shamefully admitted, "Well, I told her the only one I knew and it goes like this..." Nappy head, nappy head, eyes like a frog, if I could roll your fat ass over, I'd do you like a dog! ---- LOL. I could imagine that presented as a comedy skit on The Dave Chappell Show.