A Devious Stratagem
That first one-on-one debate between Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton seemed to be all friendliness and good cheer. But, you know, under all that good will, there still could be some hard feelings. One Republican wit noticed it and came up with this little joke:
A group of Democrats gathered privately to discuss the future of their party. The meeting was held on Martha's Vineyard where the press would have a hard time crashing the festivities.
As always, being hard drinkers, the Democrats were really in their cups. Bill Clinton approached Teddy Kennedy and they toasted each other several times.
"Ted," said Bill. "Whatcha doing after this shindig breaks up?"
"Don't really have any plans, Bill. Why?" Ted's words were slurred and fuzzy.
"Well, listen Ted. Here's my car keys. Could you drive Barack home?"
As always, being hard drinkers, the Democrats were really in their cups. Bill Clinton approached Teddy Kennedy and they toasted each other several times.
"Ted," said Bill. "Whatcha doing after this shindig breaks up?"
"Don't really have any plans, Bill. Why?" Ted's words were slurred and fuzzy.
"Well, listen Ted. Here's my car keys. Could you drive Barack home?"
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