Last week while Bill Clinton was out jogging (on the streets, not using
the expensive new White House jogging track) he came across a woman
sitting on the White House lawn with a box full of newborn puppies.
"What cute little puppies," Bill said.
"If you're interested in one I'll be glad to save one for you. They're
Democrat puppies, too."
Bill went on to say that Chelsea had been begging him to get her a puppy,
and he'd see if she was interested and call the woman in a day or two.
About a week later, he saw the woman again. He apologized, admitting that
he'd forgotten to speak with Chelsea about the puppies. He did, however,
say that if she could wait for a few minutes he'd send someone to get
Chelsea and she could come look at the puppies and pick one out.
So, a few minutes later, Chelsea comes out and instantly falls in love
with one of the puppies. Bill said she could have it, and the woman said,
"I know you'll love it. It's a Republican puppy, you know."
Bill was taken somewhat aback, and said, "I thought you said they were
To which the woman replied, "Oh, that was before they opened their