Nancy and Harry
Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 5:31 am
Nancy Pelosi called Harry Reid into her office one day and said, "Harry, I
have a great idea! I know how we can win back Middle America in 2011."
"Great, but how do you propose we go about that, "asked Harry?"
"Well," Nancy responded, "we'll go down to a local Wal-Mart, get some cheesy
clothes and shoes like most middle Americans wear and then we'll stop at the
pound and pick up a Labrador. When we look the part we'll go to a nice old
country bar in Middle America, and we'll show them that we really enjoy the
Countryside and show admiration and respect for the hard working people
living there."
A few days later, all decked out and with the requisite Labrador at heel,
they set off from Washington in a westerly direction. Eventually they
arrived at just the place they were looking for. With dog in tow they walk
into the bar. They stepped up to the bar. The Bartender took a step back and
said, "Aren't you Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi?" Nancy answered, "Yes we are,
and what a lovely town you have here. We were just passing through and Harry
suggested that we stop and take in some local color."
They then ordered a couple of cocktails from the bartender and proceed to
drink them down, all the while chatting up a storm with anyone who would
listen.
All of a sudden, the bar room door opened and a grizzled old farmer came in.
He walked up to the Labrador, lifted its tail and looked underneath,
shrugged his shoulders and walked out the door. A few moments later, in came
another old farmer. He walked up to the dog, lifted its tail, looked
underneath, scratched his head and then left the bar.
Over the course of the next hour or so, another four or five farmers came
in, lifted the dog's tail, and went away looking puzzled.
Eventually Nancy and Harry could stand it no longer and called the bartender
over. "Tell me," said Nancy, "why did all those old farmers come in and look
under the dog's tail like that? Is it some sort of old custom?"
d
"Good Lord no," said the bartender. "It's just that someone has told them
that there was a Labrador in this bar with two assholes!"
have a great idea! I know how we can win back Middle America in 2011."
"Great, but how do you propose we go about that, "asked Harry?"
"Well," Nancy responded, "we'll go down to a local Wal-Mart, get some cheesy
clothes and shoes like most middle Americans wear and then we'll stop at the
pound and pick up a Labrador. When we look the part we'll go to a nice old
country bar in Middle America, and we'll show them that we really enjoy the
Countryside and show admiration and respect for the hard working people
living there."
A few days later, all decked out and with the requisite Labrador at heel,
they set off from Washington in a westerly direction. Eventually they
arrived at just the place they were looking for. With dog in tow they walk
into the bar. They stepped up to the bar. The Bartender took a step back and
said, "Aren't you Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi?" Nancy answered, "Yes we are,
and what a lovely town you have here. We were just passing through and Harry
suggested that we stop and take in some local color."
They then ordered a couple of cocktails from the bartender and proceed to
drink them down, all the while chatting up a storm with anyone who would
listen.
All of a sudden, the bar room door opened and a grizzled old farmer came in.
He walked up to the Labrador, lifted its tail and looked underneath,
shrugged his shoulders and walked out the door. A few moments later, in came
another old farmer. He walked up to the dog, lifted its tail, looked
underneath, scratched his head and then left the bar.
Over the course of the next hour or so, another four or five farmers came
in, lifted the dog's tail, and went away looking puzzled.
Eventually Nancy and Harry could stand it no longer and called the bartender
over. "Tell me," said Nancy, "why did all those old farmers come in and look
under the dog's tail like that? Is it some sort of old custom?"
d
"Good Lord no," said the bartender. "It's just that someone has told them
that there was a Labrador in this bar with two assholes!"
