The development of a new stamp
Saturday, April 26th, 2008The Post Office briefly considered issuing stamps with Bill and Hillary’s faces on them. However, test marketing verified that the customers would spit on the wrong side of the stamps.
The Post Office briefly considered issuing stamps with Bill and Hillary’s faces on them. However, test marketing verified that the customers would spit on the wrong side of the stamps.
Bill Clinton has just had a major new policy decision that he thinks is going to “save” America. He decides to talk it over with Senator Dole.
Dole says, “Well Bill, the Republicans aren’t to sure about this. Why do you go back to the White House and write a 20,000 word essay on your ideas, aims, etc. If you give it to me by 8 A.M. tomorrow, we’ll think about it.”
So, Bill goes back and does probably that hardest night’s work ever. He really puts his heart and soul into the paper and proudly hands it over to Bob the next morning.
Bill was told to come back the next day when the republicans would pass judgement. The next day, Bill again trudges in and Bob says, “Well Mr President, we were impressed with the paper, but there were a couple of spelling mistakes. Here’s the deal. I’m giving you a pair of dice, and if you role 1 to 11, we won’t pass it.”
“But what if I get a 12?” Bill asks. And Bob replies, “You get to roll again”.
Tired of his low approval ratings, President Clinton called up the head of the CIA and said, “I want your very best agent over here first thing in the morning.”
Moments later, a call went out to the Middle East, and the most gifted American agent was headed back to Washington.
The next morning, the agent was escorted into the Oval Office. The President said, “I hear you’re the best in the business. I can’t trust what my staff tells me.
So I want you to visit every state in the union, every major city. I want you to stay out on the road until you have an idea of what the vast majority of Americans would like to see happen in the Oval Office. Understand?”
The CIA agent responded affirmatively. He left the White House and wasn’t heard from for nearly four months. Finally, he showed up early on a Saturday morning, and the President saw him immediately.
The President said, “Did you find out what an overwhelming majority of Americans want done here in this office?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Well, then, express the will of the people,” Clinton ordered.
So the agent stood up, pulled out a gun, and shot him.
The President is running down the street one day, and he sees a little girl who is giving away puppies that her dog just had.
He goes up to the girl and says, “Little girl, I think that it’s wonderful that you’re doing such a good thing.”
The little girl says, “Thank you, Mr. Clinton. Would you like a puppy? They’re Democrats.”
Bill declines and jogs onward. The next day Billy jogs past the same girl and decides to talk to her again. “You know what, little girl? I think I’ll take one of those puppies after all, seeing as how they’re Democrats.”
The girl says, “I’m sorry Mr. Clinton, but they’re not Democrats any more. They’re Republican now.”
Bill says, “They are? How do you know? As a matter of fact, how did you know that they were Democrats at first to begin with?”
She says, “Well, just after they were born they were Democrats, but now their eyes are open.”
Before his infamous haircut on the tarmac, Clinton asked his stylist Christophe, “How long will this take, how much will it cost, and how good will this look?”
Christophe replied just ten minutes, cost $20, and look marvelous. An hour and fifteen minutes later, Clinton looked into the mirror in horror and Christophe handed him a bill for $200.
Clinton gasped, “You took too long, it doesn’t look that great, and it is costing me ten times more than you said!”
Christophe replied, “That makes us even.”
The President of the United States, the Prime Minister of England, and
the Communist leader met and started discussing the dreams they had.
The President of the U.S. said: “I dreamed that I was made President
of the World.”
The Prime Minister of England announced: “I dreamed I was made
Prime Minister of the World.”
The Communist leader cried: “That’s funny. I have no
recollection of appointing either of you!”
What does a redneck girl and the Unabomber have in common?
They’ve both been fingered by their brothers.
How many Branch Davidians can you fit in a car?
It depends on how big your ashtray is!
The real reason the administration doesn’t want to release the transcripts of the energy council meetings is because at one point you would hear Kenneth Lay barking, “Turn off that pacemaker Cheney. It’s interfering with my cell phone.”
George Bush is on a sinking boat. Who gets saved?
The nation.