The Secret Service was there in force to see that everyone respected her. Ooooh!!! Yesssss! Exactly! Vice-President Ghraib came by, walking her little fru-fru white poodle in her women’s green metallic, mid-heeled slippers. We spoke in whispers about former-President Obama who is said to have had a special button under his desk for ordering double latte. I tied a yellow ribbon around the old oak tree.Īt the sound of the buzzer, I pissed all over the posters of former- President Hitler-Look-Alike and his running mate Zhou Enlai, II. I paid $129 to have my face painted yellow with bright white and black features showing a happy face. The National Guard were there, arresting the dejected.
She remembers back in Arkansas how she and Bill would drink Gallo Chablis. Had she installed such a button, she would have called hourly for a chilled glass of Chardonnay. It is a pity Hillary Clinton was not elected. He likes deli sandwiches, not Big Macs! Score for America! He had the Diet Coke button removed from the Oval office! Score for Democracy!! And the DNC stations are just fawning over President Massacre. I was amazed when he poked around in his ashes and pulled out a 2 x 2 piece of his skull and, using chop sticks, placed it into the porcelain urn especially made in China for the remains of former heads of state. The press was positively drooling over the newly-elected party functionaries whose only claim to fame as far as I was able to see was the fact that they had volunteered to set their opponents on fire. I admit to having enjoyed the dirty bits. I had just gone through three levels of security to be allowed into the stands so I could sit and watch President-elect Jonestown Massacre and his running-mate Abu Ghraib take the oath of office.