I Was Right With You Until...

Megan Smith — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 10:05:27 -0500

The name on the piece of paper!

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ok that made me laugh

Denise — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 09:54:18 -0500

thanks. :-)

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More Coffee, Barack?

fudgelady — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 09:25:42 -0500

So Barack and Hillary snuck out on the press last night for a cozy tete-a-tete.

Wouldn't you just love being a fly on that wall?

A tony senatorial door opens somewhere in D.C.

"Senator."

In silence, two people walk into a beautifully appointed living room and sit down in armchairs facing each other.

The silence lengthens. Then one of them says, "Barack, these heels are killing me. Mind if I take off my shoes?"

"No problem, go for it!"

Then they laugh. He asks her, "OK, Hillary, let's cut to the chase. I want to ask you the big question."

Her hand stops just short of the coffee cup on the table between them. "Yes?"

"Where did you tell the press you'd be tonight?"

She chuckles. "I said Chelsea and I were going to 'Sex and the City.' You?"

"I said I needed a nap. The AP wanted to send a photographer to watch me snore because I haven't slept since the '04 convention."

"Tell me about it! People keep calling me at 3 a.m. to see if I really wake up."

They sip their coffees and grab popcorn out of a bowl.

"It's been quite a ride, hasn't it, Hillary?"

"Sure has. I'll miss it. And Bill will REALLY miss it. He was getting jazzed, checking out White House drape patterns and planning menus."

"Any regrets?"

"You bet -- instead of drinking shots, I should have bought them for the superdelegates."

"Good point. Now what's next for us?"

"Well, Barack, I've already started planning our fall strategy." She reaches for her purse.

"Which is?"

She takes something out of her bag and hands it to him. "I'm talking serious campaign swag here, perfect for all ages. The John McCain voodoo doll!"

"How does it work?"

"You stick a pin in it every time it says 'Straight Talk Express' or '100 years in Iraq.' It's not only on message, it's therapeutic!"

He turns the doll over thoughtfully, a faint gleam in his eyes. "And you can stick these pins anywhere?"

"Yep!"

"Cool...Plouffe'll want two for his office."

"Done."

"Speaking of Plouffe, Hillary, he'll be calling me any minute since he said I can't nap for more than two hours till 2016. So we should probably get down to discussing the vice presidency."

She sits up straighter in her chair and looks him right in the eye. "I'm glad you brought that up. I have something to say."

He looks right back at her, not giving an inch. "And what would that be?"

"I want you to know I have the perfect candidate in mind. A proven winner."

"Oh?"

She reaches into her purse for pen and paper, scribbles a name, rips off the sheet and holds it out to him. He takes it.

He reads the name silently, and then a megawatt grin flashes across his face. "Yes!"

"Then we're in agreement?"

"Absolutely. I'll tell Caroline."

He stands up; she does likewise. They shake hands on it.

As they walk toward the door to say goodnight, the paper remains on the table. The paper features two words: "Jon Stewart."

[From Different Drummer: http://fudgelady.livejournal.com/]

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