Great Bush Joke

[Beaverhausen]

> One day in the future, George W. Bush has a heart attack and dies. Of course he immediately goes to hell where the devil is waiting for him.
> "I don't know what to do here," says the devil. "You are on my list, but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I've got a few folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves." Bush thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to the first room:
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> In it was Richard Nixon and a deep pool of water. He kept diving to the bottom as if searching for something only to resurface empty handed. This was repeated over and over and over. Such was Nixon's fate in hell.
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> "No," George said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and I don't think I could do that all day long."
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> So the devil led him to the next room. He opened the door:
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> There was Dick Cheney with a sledge hammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hammer, time after time after time.
> "No, I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day," commented George.
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> The devil opened a third door:
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> In it, Bush saw Bill Clinton, lying on the floor with his arms tied over his head, and his legs restrained in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does.
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> Bush took this in with disbelief and finally said, "Yeah, I can handle this."
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> The devil smiled and said, "OK, Monica, you're free to go."

[Connie_Corleone]

1. OH!!!

That's hilarious!!

:silly:

[liberalitch]

2. Or....

Today a spokesperson for the administration reported a fire in the President's private library, he lost both of his books.
The spokesperson went on to say the the loss of one particularly distressed the President as he had not finished coloring one of the lost books.

[Speck Tater]

3. Another similar joke...

Same lead in...

Bush looks in the first room and there are a bunch of people jumping around on red hot coals, picking up marbles off the ground. That doesn't look like fun, so he passes.

He looks in the second room and there are a bunch of people surrounded by thorns and brambles and they are getting pretty badly scratched as they bend down to pick up marbles off the ground.

He looks in the third room and there are a bunch of people standing around, chest-deep in shit, chatting and sipping cups of coffee. Bush figures this is pretty bad, but not nearly as bad as the other options, so he picks this room.

The devil leads him into the room and gives him his cup of coffee. Bush stands there in the shit and starts chatting with the friendly people around him, and thinking he could used to this.

Five minutes later the devil reappears and announces, "O.K., The annual coffee break is over. Now start picking up those marbles."