Hilary, Obama and the Whitehouse Bedsheets..!
Everybody knows Hilary hasn’t completely given up on being President, but most Americans wonder what she has in store to arm twist Obama: It was a late call Barrack received last night:
“Hiya Barack it’s me Hillary!”
“Hello Hilary how you doin’?”
“I know where the cutlery is stored, the linen and bedspreads kept and which window the birdfeed can be put!”
“Whatcha talkin’ about?”
“Bout’ the White House silly! I know everytin’ about that house. I stayed there Obama. T’was my home fer eight long years, and it was pretty long them years, what with me wonderin’ what Bill was doin’ downstairs every night!”
“I don’t understand!” said a flabbergasted Obama. “What d’you want?”
“I want to help you!”
“How you aimin’ to do that?”
“Like I said, I know where the upholstery and dishes, the linen and bed spreads are!”
“I heard that!”
“I know how to get from the Oval room to the Lincoln room in five seconds flat!”
“Gee that be pretty fast!”
“I can mow them lawns in jes’ half a day!”
“Them quite some lawns how you do it so quick?”
“Experience Obama, experience! When you stayed in a house fer….”
“Eight long years!” completed Obama, “You get to know everythin’ what?”
“Yeah!” said Hillary, “Everythin’! You got be very careful when cleanin’ de cobwebs in de Oval room Barack!”
“Why?”
“Because we don’t want any dust fallin’ on old Abe’s picture do we?”
“Oh no ma’am not on Old Abe, its because of Abe I be standin’ fer president!”
“And remember when you come out of the Whitehouse you got to bow your head son!”
“Why is dat ma’am? Why I got to be so respectful?”
“Because a helicopter waits for de President outside and we don’t want yer head chopped off do we?”
“Gee ma’am I didn’t know there be so much to learn!”
“I want to save you from them troublesome jobs Obama, I’m tryin’ to show you how difficult its gonna be fer you to be President, but I, why I know de house like the back of my hand and I thought I’d get things goin’ from day one what?”
Obama turned wearily to his wife, “You know where de linen are kept in de big white house?”
“No!” she said.
“Hillary knows!” said Obama hopelessly.
“America don’t need a president who knows where de bed sheets be put and de cutlery be kept,” said Mrs Obama, “tell her we need a President who can put food back on de table and some money back in de bank..!”
