Bill Clinton took a jog near his new home in Chappaqua. And
on each run, he happened to jog past a hooker standing on the same street
corner, day after day. Apprehensive, he would brace himself as he approached
her for what was (most certainly) about to follow. "Fifty dollars!"
she would shout from the curb. "No. Five dollars!" fired back
Clinton. This ritual between the ex-president and the hooker continued for
several days. He'd run by. She'd holler, "Fifty dollars" He'd yell
back, "Five dollars!”
One day, Hillary decided that she wanted to accompany her
husband on his jog. As the jogging couple neared the now infamous street
corner, Bill suddenly realized the "pro" would bark her $50 offer for
all to hear (including Hillary) and he would have to come up with a darn good
explanation for his wife, the junior Senator.
As they jogged into the turn that would take them past her,
Bill became overcome with anxiety on how to handle the situation. Sure enough,
there she was, standing where she always did. Bill tried to evade the streetwalker's
eyes as she looked up at the jogging executives.
Then from the sidewalk, she yelled to Bill, "See what
you get for five bucks?"
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