Thursday, November 16, 2006

hypothetical.



disclaimer: i am not actually wishing death upon the president and the vice president, so if you're one of those fed snoopers, go pick on a 14 year old or something. kthx.

hyppopotamus: our president and vice president are walking around in a forest. say our president chokes on a pretzel, and the sight of it gives our vice president a heart attack. let's say both are sprint pcs subscribers, so of course, their calls to 911 are dropped. upon expiration, they fall to the ground simultaneously, either with a thump or no thump, depending on whether or not you believe that something that falls to the ground in a forest when no one is around makes a sound. say this happens in january.
then we'd be able to greet the president as madame president.

ah ladies: so close, yet so far...

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