Can You Read Their Minds?
Looking at a recent photograph of the First Family and their dog Buddy posing on the White House lawn, I couldn’t help but imagine what they were thinking of when that picture was taken.
Looking at Hillary Rodham Clinton’s serious, half-smiling expression, I imagined her thinking, “I wonder where I can get hold of Lorena Bobbitt’s phone number.”
Looking at daughter Chelsea’s smiling face with a knowing expression, I imagined this thought going through her mind, “Now I know why Dad always asks my friends to spend the night at the White House.”
Looking at Bill Clinton’s beaming wide grin, I imagined the president thinking, “Wow! That really cute Queen Amidala babe just turned eighteen. Yee haa!!”
And finally, looking at Buddy’s scowling expression, I imagined Buddy wondering, “…and they say I’m the one who should be NEUTERED??”