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The Tragic Comedie of King Leer

SCENE 1 — A Forest Glen
(Enter Witch Tripp and Kenneth of Starr)

Witch Tripp:
Double, double, Webster Hubbell,
I think I got the Creep in trouble.
Eye of Newt, strap of bra,
Could it be he broke some law?
Praise this broth utmost ephemeral.
Heavens! I left out my essence of Emeril!
Hark! Who trespasses so near?

Kenneth of Starr:
'Tis I, the Inquisitor. What news?

Witch Tripp:
Things proceed with quickening speed, m'lord.
The maiden Lewinsky, so deeply embroil'd,
is now join'd by the Lady Willey in like pursuit.
Daily tightens the noose around the king.

Starr:
Would that it were so, but he hath good counsel,
and more moves than a chess board. His public, well pleas'd
with good news of the economie, doth o'erlook much.

Witch Tripp:
How may I serve you next?

Starr:
I have need of acts damnable and facts verifiable.
Else he may elude me yet.

Witch Tripp:
His dog Buddy, freshly neuter'd, may bear his master
harsh reproach. He may consent to wearing a collar
of our invention, to survey the king at his ease.
Dogs are much accustom'd to insects. What's one more bug?

Starr:
Good hag, I rely on you completely. I must away.

(Exeunt Tripp and Starr)

SCENE 2 — The King's Antechamber

Duke of McCurry:
My Lord! I needs must speak with you most urgently!
The castle is assaulted on all sides!

Leer:
What would I not give for an hour's peace!

McCurry:
An army of reporters is settled at thy gate. They are
press in name and press in deed, for they press me daily,
nay, hourly for some explanation from thy lips.

Leer:
Who is there among them?

McCurry:
Lords Jennings, Brokaw, Rather, Geraldo of Rivera and a host of
others. Methinks I spied the van from Hard Copy.

Leer:
You cut me to the quick. Do they not know that I am chaste?

McCurry:
They insinuate that thou hast chased too often.

Leer:
Never have lies been so artfully stack'd against a pure soul.
Where is Lady Hillary?

McCurry: Her secretary doth report that she is lock'd in her bath, saying
over and over, "Why can I not wash my hands of this guy?"

Leer:
Oh cursed fate! I must be the most solitary mortal in all creation.
Never have I betrayed m'lady's trust.

McCurry:
Whatever.

(Enter Messenger)

Messenger:
Good king, steel thy nerve. I bring a missive from
Kenneth of Starr, the Grand Inquisitor.

Leer:
Was ever a man as Starr-cross'd as I? Why does this man conspire
to afflict me thus? My hand is unsteady. Read it to me.

Messenger:
Let me see. He offers you his regards, blah, blah, blah, then
doth subpoena you to appear at his chamber at Friday next, to forswear
again that thou tookst no liberties with the Jones wench, who
withdraweth not her claims against you.

Leer:
I have already so sworn!

McCurry:
It would seem, m'lord, that the woeful tale of Lady Willey
rekindles old flames.

Leer:
I kiss'd the woman on the forehead, as a sign of my regard. Never
was a king so expos'd!

McCurry:
Truer words were ne'er spoken.

Leer:
I cannot think on't further. Leave me to my own counsel.

(Exeunt Messenger and McCurry)

Leer:
To be forthright, or not to be forthright, that is the question. Whether 'tis
nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
or just bag the whole thing and teach law at a junior college...

(Enter Courtier)

Courtier:
My liege, you are late for an appointed meeting.

Leer:
What's this?

Courtier:
You were to interview a new assistant at the stroke of two. She seems
most capable, and with rare intellect for one so young and fair.

Leer:
Well, tell her I will see her anon, and on, and on.

Courtier:
A most clever jest, my king.

Leer:
Let us not tarry further.

(Exeunt Leer and Courtier. Enter Buddy, from behind a chair)

Buddy:
So dearest reader, I bid you adieu.
Me seeth I have much to do.
And so it comes to this pretty pass
To see if the king doth get some...


Johnnie Cochrane's Closing Arguments

From the law offices of Johnnie Cochrane, Esquire, here are the top ten proposed closing arguments in the matter of United States v. William J. Clinton:

10. If the dress ain't a mess, he won't need to confess
9. The economy's great, let the White Boy skate
8. If the Bitch didn't spit, you must acquit
7. If she is not spread eagle, then it is not illegal
6. Lewinsky's a whore, and Bill's better than Gore
5. So he lied to the masses, he was just saving some asses
4. He cheats on his wife, but its his personal life
3. Bill can't tell the truth till he sees Ken Starr's proof
2. Bill is not sleazy, Lewinsky's just easy

And the number one closing argument by Johnny Cochrane:

1. If the sex is just oral, it is not really immoral


Clinton Goes to Hell

Clinton dies and he goes to hell. Satan meets him there and says, "Bill we have to find a spot for you for all of eternity."

So Satan takes Bill down a hall and they come to the first door and open it. Inside is Bill Gates being burned at the stake.

"No," Bill balks. "I can't do that for all of eternity."

"Fair enough."

Satan takes Bill down the hall to a second door. Inside is Rush Limbaugh being pulled apart on the Rack.

"No," Bill again balks. "I can't do *that* for all of eternity, either."

Satan takes Bill to the last door. Inside, Kenneth Starr is being held up to the wall with chains around his wrists. At his groin is Monica Lewinsky giving him a blowjob. Bill smiles.

"Yes!' He shouts. "That's for me."

Satan walks into the room and kicks Monica and shouts, "Get up Monica, and get out. Your replacement is here!"


What It Takes To Become President

Bill and Hillary Clinton were on vacation one weekend, and decided to go for a drive to see the beautiful countryside. After a while, they needed to stop for gas. They pulled into a tiny gas station, and out walked a man to help them. Hillary looked up and screamed at the top of her lungs, "Oh my God! Charley? Is that you? I can't believe it!" She lept out of the car, gave the man a big hug, and proceeded to talk with him for a long time. After they were finished talking, they hugged again, and Hillary got back in the car.

As they were driving away, Bill turned to Hillary and asked "Honey, who was that?"

"That was Charley, an old boyfriend of mine," she responded. "We dated for a long time, and almost got married."

"Oh." said Bill. "Well I guess you're glad you married me instead."

"Why do you say that?" asked Hillary.

"Because he's only a gas station attendant, and I'm the President of the United States," exclaimed Bill.

"I don't see how that has anything to do with anything." said Hillary.

"If I would have married Charley, he would be the President."


An Uproar in Heaven

Turmoil rocked Heaven this morning as allegations arose that God had had an affair with a former worshipper. The scandal was begun when a 21 year old woman, known only as Mary, claimed that she had given birth to God's "only son" last week in a barn in the hamlet of Bethlehem.

Sources close to Mary claim that she "had loved God for a long time", that she was constantly talking about her relationship with God, and that she was "thrilled to have had his child." In a press conference this morning, God issued a vehement denial, saying that "No sexual relationship existed", and that "the facts of this story will come out in time, verily".

Independent counsel Kenneth Beelzebub immediately filed a brief with the Justice department to expand his investigation to cover questions of whether any commandments may have been broken, and whether God had illegally funneled laundered money to his illegitimate child through three foreign operatives know only as the "Wise Men". Beelzebub has issued subpoenas to several angels who are rumored to have acted as go-betweens in the affair.

Critics have pointed out that these allegations have little to do with the charges that Beelzebub was originally appointed to investigate, that God had created large-scale flooding in order to cover up evidence of a failed land deal.

In recent months, Beelzebub's investigation has already been expanded to cover questions surrounding the large number of locusts that plagued God's political opponents in the last election, as well as to claims that the destruction of the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah was to divert attention away from a scandal involving whether the giveaway of a parcel of public land in Promised County to a Jewish special interest group was quid pro quo for political contributions.

If these allegations prove to be true, then this could be a huge blow to God's career, much of which has been spent crusading for stricter moral standards and harsher punishments for wrongdoers. Indeed, God recently outlined a "tough-on-crime" plan consisting of a series of 10 "Commandments", which has been introduced in Congress in a bill by Rep. Moses. Critics of the bill have pointed out that it lacks any provisions for the rehabilitation of criminals, and lawyers for the ACLU are planning to fight the "Name in Vain" commandment as being an unconstitutional restriction on free speech.


Mr. Clinton in the Classroom

President Clinton

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 is playing in the street when a car comes by and kills 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 inside...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 dare volunteer.

"What?" asks Clinton, "Isn't there anyone here who can give me an example of a tragedy?"

Finally a boy in the back raises his hand. In a timid voice, he says: "If an airplane carrying Bill and Hillary Clinton was 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!"


Mr. Clinton in the Land of Oz

Former Vice President Quayle, Speaker of the House Gingrich, and President Clinton are traveling in a car together in Kansas. A tornado comes along and whirls them up into the air and tosses them thousands of yards away. They all fall into a daze.

When they come to and extract themselves from the vehicle, they realize they're in the fabled Land of Oz.

They decide to go see the famous Wizard of Oz. The Wizard is known for granting people their wishes.

Quayle says, "I'm going to ask the Wizard for a brain."

Gingrich responds, "I'm going to ask the Wizard for a heart."

Clinton speaks up, "Where's Dorothy?"


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