|Bill Clinton fell deathly ill while being transported home from his Africa trip. Apparently he picked up a strange, life-threatening disease in one of the villages. He was rushed to Bethesda Naval Hospital for a complicated
operation. He went under the knife in the early morning, and when he awoke, he saw that the curtains were closed around him and it was dark.|
"Why are the curtains closed?" the President asked the Secret Service agent sitting beside his bed, "Is it night already?"
"No, Sir," the agent said, "There is a huge fire across the street and we didn`t want you waking up and looking out the window and thinking that the operation was unsuccessful."
|Laloo Prasad was given some Basic English conversation training before he visits Washington and meets with President Bill Clinton.|
The instructor told Laloo, "Laloo ji, when you shake hand with President Clinton, please say how are you . Then Mr. Clinton should say, "I am fine, and you?" Now you should say me too. Afterwards we, translators, will do all the work for you."
It looks quite simple, but the truth is ....
When Laloo Prasad met Clinton, he mistakenly said, "Who Are you?".
Mr. Clinton was a bit shocked but still managed to react with humor: "Well, I am Hilary`s husband, ha ha...”
Then Mori replied confidently, "Me too, ha ha ha."
Then there was a long silent moment in the meeting room.
|During a publicity outing, Hillary sneaked off to visit a fortune-teller of some local repute. In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the mystic delivered grave news.|
"There`s no easy way to say this, so I`ll just be blunt: Prepare yourself to be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year."
Visibly shaken, Hillary stared at the woman`s lined face, then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands.
She took a few deep breaths to compose herself. She simply had to know. She met the fortuneteller`s gaze, steadied her voice, and asked her question.
"Will I be acquitted?"
|Bill Clinton is visiting a school. In one class, he asks the students if anyone can give him an example of a "tragedy".
One little boy stands up and offers "If my best friend who lives next door was playing in the street when a car came along and killed him, that would be a tragedy." |
"No," Clinton says, "That would be an ACCIDENT."
A girl raises her hand. "If a school bus carrying fifty children drove off a cliff, killing everyone involved... that would be a tragedy."
"I m afraid not," explains Clinton. "That is what we would call a GREAT LOSS."
The room is silent; none of the other children volunteer.
"What?" asks Clinton, "Isn`t there any one here who can give me an example of a tragedy?"
Finally, a boy in the back raises his hand. In a timid voice, he speaks: "If an airplane carrying Bill and Hillary Clinton were blown up by a bomb, that would be a tragedy."
"Wonderful!" Clinton beams. "Marvelous! And can you tell me WHY that would be a tragedy?"
"Well," says the boy, "because it wouldn`t be an accident, and it certainly would be no great loss!"