Hillary and Lisa, two
"senior" widows, are talking.
Hillary: "That nice
Barack Hussein Obama asked me out for a date. I
know you went out with him last week, and I
wanted to talk with you about him before I give
him my answer."
Lisa: "Well, I'll
tell you. He shows up at my apartment punctually
at 7 P.M., dressed like a presidential loser in a
fine suit, and he brings me such beautiful
flowers!
Then he takes me
downstairs, and what's there but a luxury car...a
gas guzzling senatorial limousine, uniformed
chauffeur and all. Then he takes me out for
dinner...a marvelous dinner at the senate
cafeteria... a delicious bologna sandwich, diet
coke, salad and dessert.
Then we go see a show.
Let me tell you, Hillary, I enjoyed it so much I
could have just died from pleasure! So then we
are coming back to my apartment and he turns into
an ANIMAL. Completely crazy, he tears off my very
expensive, brand new, Walmart dress and has his
way with me two times, maybe three!"
Hillary: "Goodness
gracious!... So are you telling me I shouldn't go
out with him?"
Lisa: "No, no, no...
I'm just saying, wear an old dress."