Notes from Florida
This entry was posted on 3/8/2007 5:31 PM and is filed under Vacation.
My folks blew town in the middle of the latest storm of the century last Friday. No one knew for sure if they had made it but they were incommunicado for two days. I finally got a hold of Mom on her cell phone on Sunday and asked her where she was.
"On the beach!" she cackled. They had caught a cab to the airport at 4:00 am and ditched this burg before the snow got too bad.
This distance doesn't stop Dad brom sending me every article or joke he thinks I'll be interested in, as he brought his laptop with him.
This joke was in today's mail:
Senator Hillary Clinton was visiting an elementary school, talking to the kids about the world. When she finished, she asked the kids if they had any questions. One little boy raised his hand.
"What's your name?" Senator Clinton asked.
"Kenneth." the boy replied.
"Do you have a question, Kenneth?" the Senator asked.
"I have three questions, if you don't mind," Kenneth said. "First, whatever happened to you national health care plan, Second, why would you want to run for President after your husband shamed the office, and third, whatever happened to all the stuff you took from the White House when you left?"
Just then, the bell for recess rang. Senator Clinton told them to go outside and that they could finish up when they returned
Twenty minutes later, they kids were back in class and Senator Clinton said "Where were we? Oh yes, any questions?"
A little boy raised his hand.
"What's your name?" the Senator smiled warmly.
"Larry." the little boy said.
"What is your question, Larry?" she asked.
"I've got five questions," Larry said. "First, whatever happened to your health care plan?
Second, why do you want to be President after your husband shamed the office?
Third, what happened to all the stuff you took when you left the White House?
Fourth, why did the recess bell ring twenty minutes early?
and Fifth, what happened to Kenneth?"
That's where the joke ends, but I imagine if Hillary burped just then it would smell of Kenneth.
I can hardly wait for the next Youtube he sends me.
