Clinton:
“Man this is long. I got places to be. Who are all these people
anyway? Nobody liked him.”
Ford:
“I liked him.”
Bush:
“Yeah, right you liked him. His fuck-up made you the only unelected
president.”
Ford:
“Still got to be president.”
Carter:
“And then everybody was so sick of damn Republicans, I snuck right
in. Suckers.”
Bush:
“Not for long. Followed by the Regan-Bush one-two punch.”
Regan:
“Where am pancakes?”
Clinton:
“Shut up, Ronnie. You’re all losers anyway. I got head and
a second term.”
Carter:
“Yeah, look what that does to your mind.”
Regan:
“Oui oui!”
Clinton:
“Your jealous.”
Ford:
“Monica was a fatty.”
Clinton:
“Come on, you know how great the Oval Office is for blowjobs. That
desk is the perfect height to rest your ass cheeks on.”
Carter:
“Sure.”
Bush:
“True.”
Ford:
“Goes without saying.”
Regan:
“Poop.”
Clinton:
“Besides, Hilary won’t put it in her mouth.”
Ford:
“Gross.”
Bush:
“Did not need that mental image.”
Carter:
“Come on, Barbra’s like 300 years old.”
Bush:
“I don’t think of her naked either.”
Clinton:
“Come on, I got the sweetest deal; I’m going to be remembered
as a total playa. You threw-up on that Jap at dinner.”
Bush:
“I know. I was so fucking wasted that day.”
Carter:
“Speaking of drunk, how’s Junior?”
Bush:
“He’s going to be the next president.”
[Pause.]
[Laughter]
Clinton:
“Good one, George. Is there a Mickey D’s around here? Funerals
always make me hungry.”
