Bill,
Now that you don't have to suck up to that dried up old prune( with the fat ankles) anymore, why don't you give me a call. I still have your favorite dress that I'll wear just for you and a whole box of Cuban Orgasmoez cigars.
You can leave a message for me at the DNC office in DC. I'm an intern with the Oral Communications Liason Center(Party Favors Section) for out of town fat cats. By the way, Barack, I mean Mr. Obama, said to tell you hi. He was pressed for time as he delivered a load of DNA, I mean DNC samplings, really fast. Not to worry because even though he is younger than you, you as I recall were much quicker on your feet, hehe.
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