This joke has probably been retold countless of times, always substituting the current politicians’ names. So let’s not use any names this time.
On a bright winter morning, as the President went out jogging, he was surprised to see his name spelled out in piss in the fresh snow. He was furious. After all, wasn’t he the President of the
“Give me the good news first,” - said the President. “Did you get the bastard?”
“Piece of cake! An analysis of the urine showed it was that of the Vice President.”
“If these are the good news, then for Heaven’s sake, what are the bad ones?” - demanded the President in exasperation
“The handwriting is that of your wife’s, Mr. President”.
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