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Hillary and Bill
Hillary Clinton called Bill into her office one day and said, "Bill, my PR advisor gave me a great idea! I now know how we can win back middle America and secure my presidential victory in 2008."

"Great, but how so you propose we go about that," asked Bill?

"Well," Hillary responds, "We'll send someone down to a local Wal-Mart, get some cheezy clothes and shoes, you know like most of those poor middle Americans wear, and then we'll stop at the pound and pick up a Labrador. When we look the part, we'll go to a nice old country town in middle America, find a bar and we'll show them that we really enjoy the countryside and show that we are just regular people and that we show admiration and respect for the hard working people living there."

"Wow!", responded Bill, "That's a great plan!" ..all the while wondering if it might give him a chance to pick up a country girl.

So a few days later, all decked out and with the clothes an assistant had purchased and assured them that middle Americans would wear, with the requisite Labrador at heel,
they set off from New York in a westerly direction. Eventually they arrived at a small town in the country and saw just the place they were looking for.

With the dog in tow, they walk into the bar. They step up
to the bar and the bartender takes a step back and say's,
"Aren't you Bill and Hillary Clinton ?"

Pleased to be recognized so quickly Hillary answers, " Why yes we are, and what a lovely town you have here. We
were just passing through and Bill suggested that we stop in , have a drink and take in some local color."

They then order a couple of cocktails from the bartender and proceed to drink them down, all the while chatting up a storm with anyone who would listen.

All of a sudden, the bar room door opens and a grizzled old farmer comes in. He walked up to the Labrador, lifted its tail and looked underneath, shrugged his shoulders and walks out the door.

A few moments later, in came another old farmer.

He walked up to the dog, lifted its tail, looked underneath, scratched his head and then left the bar.

Over the course of the next hour or so, another four or five farmers came in, lifted the dog's tail, and went away looking puzzled.

Eventually Hillary and Bill could stand it no longer and called the bartender over.

"Tell me," said Hillary, "why did all those old farmers come in and look under the dog's tail like that? Is it some sort of odd local custom?"

"Good Lord no," said the bartender. "Its just that someone has told them that there was a Labrador in this bar with two assholes!".

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Thought for the day; “It’s impossible to think outside of the box when all you do is think about getting inside of the box.”