a preview of
Bill Clinton on Howard Stern
by Steve Gallagher (dagalagas@yahoo.com)
HOWARD: Robin, this is my show! That stuff's boring, let's ask the important questions. Mr. President, which way does your penis bend?
CLINTON: To the left. You wanna see it?
HOWARD: Of course! Jackie, Fred, Robin, we're gonna see the Presidential penis! Ooooh hoooo, Saturday Night Live doesn't have a chance this week!!
CLINTON: You're not gonna sue me now are you? I don't want to go through that again!
HOWARD: Of course not. Ahh! There it is!! The presidential penis! Oh, the stories it could tell.
ROBIN: It's not very big, though.
CLINTON: Come here, my little chocolate cupcake. It's big enough - if you know what you're doing. I'm still a legend in Arkansas.
ROBIN: Well it didn't keep Hillary around once you left office.
CLINTON: Yeah, well it wasn't enough like a vagina, if you know what I mean.
HOWARD: Are you saying what I think you're saying?
CLINTON: I'm not saying anything about that. She's the one with the FBI files. She knows where the bodies are buried...so to speak...hehe... I gotta be more careful. Let me put this thing away.
ROBIN: Well, were you ever intimidated by her legendary intelligence?
CLINTON: Are you on crack?! She spouts nothing but liberal platitudes and pabulum. Just once, I wish that cow had a thought as deep as her footprints!
HOWARD: Ouch. So you guys weren't sleeping together then, were you?
CLINTON: Did you see those cankles on her? Please, I wouldn't bang her with your dick.
ROBIN: What are cankles?
CLINTON: Robin, how can you not know that? You're a newswoman, for godssake. When a woman's calves and ankles are so fat that they just become one thick mass, she's got cankles.
JACKIE: That's as old as the hills Robin, where've you been?
HOWARD: Shut up, Jackie, the president doesn't want to hear from you. Anyway Robin, let's start the news while the president's still here...
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