Silverbird
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Former President Bill Clinton was speaking at a fund raiser in the Last State in the Union to Have a Primary. He was secretly angry because Majority Leader Reid and Hillary were up to something in the Senate, and he had been called in at the last minute as a stand in, and he thought his tie was on crooked. Nevertheless, he persevered, “My wife will never, never surrender! She will never never accept the Vice….”
His Blackberry rang. It was Hillary. “Shut up, goat, or you’ll be sleeping on the couch again.”
He looked at his Blackberry, shook it, and whispered into the headpiece “Say again?”
Hillary answered, “Think. You have no idea of the new powers of the Vice Presidency. W put Cheney in charge of everything.”
Bill Clinton blinked, and said to the Press, “Er, that was Hillary, she just told me to shut up. That’s all for today, gotta go.” The press hollered their questions, but Bill Clinton smiled vacantly, waved, and then hurried off.
At the next secret Star Chamber Cabinet meeting, President W was in a fine and feckle mood, “Wha hah hah, Hillary taking the Vice Presidency, haha.” Cheney did not smile back.
VP Cheney knew he was in trouble when Hillary Clinton appeared at the door of his Vice Presidential offices in the Senate. She smiled, too sweetly, “Ohh, floor to ceiling purple velvet curtains with gold trim will be perfect. I can see why you took this space back.” She continued to look around, with that smile on her face until VP Cheney scowled, “What do you want? I’m busy.”
“I want to try on your Darth Vader hat.”
VP Hillary Clinton, Ruler of the Secret Energy Policy Star Chamber, Presidential Party Whip of the Senate, power behind the Oval Office, sat in her High Seat in the Senate. Meanwhile, Second Gentleman William Clinton, Negotiator at Large, was reaching an “understanding” with Kim Jong Il, but the only one who understood the implications of the agreement was Bill. VP Clinton knew that it was good.
The Senate cringed as her cell phone rang. It was the Imperial Theme from Star Wars.
His Blackberry rang. It was Hillary. “Shut up, goat, or you’ll be sleeping on the couch again.”
He looked at his Blackberry, shook it, and whispered into the headpiece “Say again?”
Hillary answered, “Think. You have no idea of the new powers of the Vice Presidency. W put Cheney in charge of everything.”
Bill Clinton blinked, and said to the Press, “Er, that was Hillary, she just told me to shut up. That’s all for today, gotta go.” The press hollered their questions, but Bill Clinton smiled vacantly, waved, and then hurried off.
At the next secret Star Chamber Cabinet meeting, President W was in a fine and feckle mood, “Wha hah hah, Hillary taking the Vice Presidency, haha.” Cheney did not smile back.
VP Cheney knew he was in trouble when Hillary Clinton appeared at the door of his Vice Presidential offices in the Senate. She smiled, too sweetly, “Ohh, floor to ceiling purple velvet curtains with gold trim will be perfect. I can see why you took this space back.” She continued to look around, with that smile on her face until VP Cheney scowled, “What do you want? I’m busy.”
“I want to try on your Darth Vader hat.”
VP Hillary Clinton, Ruler of the Secret Energy Policy Star Chamber, Presidential Party Whip of the Senate, power behind the Oval Office, sat in her High Seat in the Senate. Meanwhile, Second Gentleman William Clinton, Negotiator at Large, was reaching an “understanding” with Kim Jong Il, but the only one who understood the implications of the agreement was Bill. VP Clinton knew that it was good.
The Senate cringed as her cell phone rang. It was the Imperial Theme from Star Wars.