Dear Diary: We had George H.W. Bush and his wife Barbara to lunch today. Mindful of his history of slumping sideways and blowing chunks, I was careful to sit well away from him. The geezer has a nice line in irony. "Things have changed around here." he declared, " I see a thousand points of fright." I replied: "But, Mr President we are making DC more environmentally friendly."
"How? he asked "Read my lips," I declared: " No new taxis." For a horrible moment he turned grey and I thought he was becoming nauseous from my pun. But he took a sip from our vast supply of Crawford Spring Water left over from W's days and he immediately began to recover.
"How? he asked "Read my lips," I declared: " No new taxis." For a horrible moment he turned grey and I thought he was becoming nauseous from my pun. But he took a sip from our vast supply of Crawford Spring Water left over from W's days and he immediately began to recover.