[WorkingClassFilth]

Picture Shays, in Clinton's mind, as bill struts down the aisle to sling the bull for Joe Sixpack in tonight's state of the union address. After that pack of lies, well, maybe the boys 'n me are gonna take a little midnight cruise in Georgetown and see what all'a them kitty cats is up to.

He sees Shays waving like a teenaged girl with a crush on him. He thinks to himself: 'Thet man is dead meat if'n he rolls over an' votes fer the impeachment.' He raises his hand, extends his finger and makes a motion like pulling a trigger. 'What a sap - he was jest born to walk all over' bill thinks to himself. 'I'll jest flash him a 'Hey, buddy!' grin an' that ought'r to tide him over 'til the next time I need ta put the squeeze on him.'

In the standing crowd of weak men applauding, Senator Shays experiences something near to rapture. A small wet spot appears in the crotch of his trousers. "He likes me. HE REALLY LIKES ME", he says to himself.