Miss Sindee and Candidate Johann
S: (sing-song) Honey, don’t you have something to tell me? You said I’d be the first to know.
J: Okay, Sweetheart. The decision’s made, that’s for sure. Why don’t you trying guessing?
S: Oh. Well, you know, I’m not so good at that art. Let’s see, he’s a jerk.
J: No, no jerk Sweetheart. That wouldn’t be nice to the voters now would it?
S: My, I’m excited. Let’s see, he’s a Romeo. Handsome. He’s been in the news lately.
J: (laughs) No, Dear. No Romeo.
S: Don’t they say politics makes for strange bedfellows?
J: They might say that, but I wasn’t buying it this time.
S: Boy, it’s getting difficult. I know, he’s a whippersnapper!
J: (looks a little sheepish) No, Dear. I’ll say it again. He’s no jerk, no Romeo, no whippersnapper even. I’ll give you a hint. He’s no he even.
S: (look of shock) What? No he? He’s had an operation. Sex change. He’s become a she! The first trans Veep!
J: (throws his hands into the air) No, no, Honey. Some of the liberals out there would like that, but truthfully, she was never a he. Born a she, still a she.
S: I’m getting hungry and thirsty with all this guessing. You’re taking me to dinner! Filet mignon it’ll be tonight. Hmm, a celebrity? A singer? I know, one who just turned 50! It’s been in the nooze.
J: That’s what I love about you, Honey. You try. You really do.
S: Johann, my love. As I said, I’m not very good at this. It can go on all night. We’ll starve to boot!
J: I’ll give you a hint. Pipeline.
S: Pipeline? That’s petroleum, Dear. Oh no, not Jenna. Incredible! Why, if she isn’t a whippersnapper, I don’t know who...
J: No, of course it isn’t Jenna. It’s a mother. An Alaskan mother...
S: Johann! An Eskimo! How could you? Now I’ve heard it all!
J: I refuse, Sindee, to discuss it any further. When my mind’s made up...
S: (look of nonchalance) Made up unless I threaten to cut off your allowance, my little one. My little vet. (Kisses him) You’re full of s... Splenda I think! Now let’s go for that filet mignon.
THE END
Comments
Silver Spun Sand | August 31, 2008 - 07:38
Now this one really did make me smile, on a grey and foggy August morning. Thanks for that, Shoebox.
Tina
tcook | September 1, 2008 - 14:30
And the more I hear about her, the most scared I become. McCain is old - and may well die in office, which would let that rabid dog loose on the world. Heavens preserve us.