Posted on 11/11/2002 5:02:26 PM PST by ImaGraftedBranch
Shortly after President Bush took office, an old man approached the White House from the park across Pennsylvania Ave where he'd been sitting on a park bench. He spoke to the U. S. Marine standing guard and said, "I would like to go in and meet with President Clinton."
The marine looked at the man and said, "Sir, Mr.Clinton is no longer president and no longer resides here." The old man said, "Okay,"and walked away.
The following day, the same man approached the White House and said to the same Marine, "I would like to go in and meet with President Clinton."
The marine again told the man, "Sir, Mr. Clinton is no longer president and no longer resides here." The man thanked him and, again, just walked away.
The third day, the same man approached the White House and spoke to the very same U. S. Marine, saying "I would like to go in and meet with President Clinton."
The marine, understandably agitated at this point, looked at the man and said, "Sir, this is the third day in a row you have been here asking to speak to Mr. Clinton; I've told you already that Mr. Clinton is no longer the president and no longer resides here. Don't you understand?"
The old man looked at the Marine and said, "Oh, I understand. I just love hearing it."
The Marine snapped to attention, saluted and said, "See you tomorrow."
Are you insinuating that Marines don't venerate President Bill Clinton?
HILLARY 2006
EX Pres. Clintern and Jerry Falwell happened to be on the same cross-country airline flight. Since they are both national figures and VIP's, the flight crew seated them together in first class. Shortly after the plane took off, the stewardess approched with a drink cart.
"Mr Clinton, would you like a drink?" Clinton says "yea, gimme a double manhattan." She mixes the drink, hands it to bubba, and he says 'thankya' and starts sipping. She turns to Rev. Falwell: "Reverand Falwell, would you like a drink?" Falwell responds: "Madam, I would rather be stripped naked in public, run through the streets, then beaten and raped by a brazen harlot than have alcohol touch these lips." Clinton, hearing this, chokes on his drink and hands it back to the stewardess, saying "Hell, I didn't know we had a CHOICE!"
I hope I get invited to your table.
My treat.
Really.
You know, at Bill's second Innaugrial, I am listening to the radio account, and the Marine Corps band kicks in with a John Phillip Sousa march as Bill comes in.
And the music, dear God, is the Monty Python theme!
I still laugh at that. Some fellow, some bandleader, slipped one in on the President, that hollow suit that mistreated the military and sneered at them with scorn. Hey, they said pick a Sousa march!
"What are you doing?" Clinton explodes, jumping out of the chair as soon as the scent of the lotion reaches his nostrils, "If I go home smelling like this, Hillary will think I spent the afternoon in a brothel!"
The barber apologizes profusely, then proceeds to do his best to rinse the after-shave off Clinton.
The barber then proceeds to work on President Bush. When he is finished, he hesitates with a look of concern on his face and nervously motions with the after-shave.
"Would you like the after-shave, Mr. President?" he asks quietly.
"Sure -- what the heck!" President Bush replies, "My wife doesn't know what the inside of a brothel smells like!"
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