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Politics : Did Slick Boink Monica? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Alan Smithee who wrote (19370)	9/25/1998 2:56:00 PM
From: Bill Grant	Respond to of 20981

It was updated by an obnoxious Executive Order. The Big He has a brass set.(;>)

To: Alan Smithee who wrote (19370)	9/25/1998 4:01:00 PM
From: Jim S	Respond to of 20981

D.S.G.: This was found on the White House lawn: THE EVANGELICAL MINISTRY OF GOD 1474 Mission Way, Ste C Hermicles City, Ohio President William J. Clinton The White House 1600 Pennsylvania Ave Washington DC Dear Mr President: I am writing this letter to you at the behest of some of our mutual friends. Through them, I know that you are a man of deep religious conviction, and that your faith plays a major role in your life. I run a ministry for the less fortunate in this locale. My flock consists primarily of itinerate degenerates who have lost their way in life, lost sight of God, and who are, for the most part, addicted to alcohol, drugs, and the various activities often associated with their low station in life. For the last 15 years, we have considered ourselves lucky to have an associate, Clyde Kingsly, who we could always rely upon for his silent testimonials. You see, Clyde was a victim of Demon Rum, crack cocaine, and promiscuous sexual behavior. His addictions caused him to be quite deformed. The diseases he contracted over the years left him with severe scarring and mucus drainage on his face, and the syphilis left him quite demented. We would put Clyde on a stool on the stage as an example to the entire congregation of what would happen if they did not change their wicked, sinful, and evil ways. We trained Clyde to drool, and to shout, "I WANT SEX!" at random points throughout the delivery of my sermon. Sadly, Mr President, last week poor Clyde died. Would you be available to take his place? Sincerely, The Right Reverend George Townsend Minister