Maggie's Farm

Those cigar-sized joints are called 'blunts', Ron. I bet he has a sign on his desk that says: "I won't bogart this joint if you put some change in the hope jar."

Is the presidential seal one of those cute little white harp seals? Or maybe those seals are for Michelle, the First Harpie.
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HaHaHaHa............ 'High Times'. Merit badge for funny to Ron. Jephnol, come out from under that desk and share the munchies fair and balanced.

Obama starts smiling real big just as the crowd applause dies down, opens his mouth and belts out:

I pulled into Washinton, I was feelin' about half past black;
I just need some place where I can lay my crack.
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find some head?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.

Then Michelle busts a gut and the republicans start fidgeting for their flasks and Henry Waxman knocks Vlad off his ass and pulls the tampons out of his nose which were there to keep his acorn-sized brain from freezing and Vlad says I'm used to cold weather unlike you pussies so I am taking over and Obama stands aside giggling and pulls out a coupla Twinkies and the band strikes up "Moon River" as Bush does what he's wanted to do for eight years and moons the millions.

The end.
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