Life imitates joke
You may remember this Clinton-era joke:
President Clinton is arriving back in D.C. after a trip to his home
state of Arkansas.He steps out of the plane carrying two pigs, one
under each arm. When he reaches the bottom of the stairs the Marine sharply salutes him
as usual. Clinton says: "I’d salute you back son, but as you can see my
hands are full."
The Marine replies: "Yes Sir!, mighty fine Pigs sir!"
President Clinton responds:"These aren’t just ordinary pigs Marine, they are pure Arkansas Razorback Pigs!!"
The Marine replies: "Yes Sir!, mighty fine Razorbacks Sir!"
The President then responds: "I got this one for Hillary, and this one for Chelsea!"
The Marine replies: "Yes Sir!, Good Trade Sir!".
Ba-dump-bump.
Now for the Real-Life Actual News Item:
Twenty cows, 40 goats for Chelsea Clinton’s hand!
True, it’s cows and goats and not pigs, but still…
I was offered my choice of daughters (the 13 year old or the 15 year old) in Tunisia on a train between Sfax and Gabes. Not being Roman Polanski, I decllined. As a white American with upwards of 28 teeth, it appeared the usual livestock cost was being waived. Later in the same trip, outside of Douz with a Berber guide in the Great Oriental Erg, I was offered 10 camels by that guide in exchange for an American gal’s hand in marriage. So far as I know this offer still stands. Said guide had 4 camels for trade on hand and the cash and credit to obtain the remainder. I’m willing to take the low, low transfer fee of 2 camels in exchange for my services. Applicants should enjoy the outdoors, sun and sand, and carrying large quantities of water for miles. Good birthing hips a plus. Apply to me directly, labelling your email "New Opportunities Dept."
