Our brush with Clinton

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[jdub]

Since I am having a slow day here, I thought I would share a brief story about a visit my wife and I made to D.C. a few years ago:

It was back around 1996, and we had the opportunity to visit Washington. We were walking around the White House, going toward the mall/monument. My wife is blonde, and rather, ahem, well endowed. She was wearing a snug white cotton blouse with a blazer over it. She never wears a bra on vacation. As we went to cross the street to get to the mall area, a traffic cop stopped us and said we had to wait on the sidewalk. We were the only people in the area. A motorcade was approaching, and all of a sudden, there he is, face pressed up to the glass like a kid outside the candy shop, waving and smiling. At first I didn't recognize him since he was wearing a sweatshirt and a ballcap, then it was obvious who it was. I turned to my wife to remark that I was suprised that he would bother to wave to just two people on the sidewalk, but then i just started laughing. The reason for his interest was quite apparant. Did I mention it was a chilly day? Her jacket wasn't exactly covering her assets as it was intended to do, and he could have seen her from half a block away.

[Texaggie79]

Indecent proposal?

[jdub]

Actually, I'm suprised he didn't stop and introduce himself. We had a good laugh about it.

Gig'em. Class of '88

[Rebelbase]

Braggart.

[Maceman]

If anyone knows how to find that Simpson's animated clip where Clinton hits on Marge, PUH-LEEZE post it here.

[KC Burke]

I once went to the White House grounds on a Saturday to meet up with MrConfettiMan. He, and the others, left early due to the cold weather and I just ended up going around the perimeter three times.

When I returned to my wife and daughter, I told them that not finding my freinds, I had simply urinated on the fence....it took them a minute to realize I was only kidding, because they knew my feelings for Bill's occupancy.

That's my White House visit story, I'll remember it always.

[occam's chainsaw]

What? No pictures?

[EllaMinnow]

True Story. Summer of 1998. Husband and I take our daughter - then 7 years old - for a short trip to Disneyworld. We were eating lunch at one of the snack bars, with two Japanese couples, looked to be in their 50s, sitting at the next table. They kept looking at our daughter, who was - and is - a very fetching child, then they would talk and laugh. This was really starting to bother me, but I am a Southern girl, and we smile even (especially) when we're peeved. So when they get up from the table, I flash them a grin. One of the men says to me "You are on a vacation, right? I hope you not plan to visit Washington D.C. Your girl is too pretty, and your president is a pervert."

[austingirl]

We have friends that used to live in Arkansas and they were in a McDonalds (not kidding) when Bubba (in pre-Governor days) came in. The wife is an attractive woman and was very uncomfortable by the leers and obvious checking-out she got from our future X42. The husband wanted to punch him out. I'm sure there are thousands of stories like this. Someone should collect them for his library, LOL.

[blackbart1]

Good grief...I'm bookmarking this thread, it is bound to be a long one. heh heh

[DoughtyOne]

The "Porkies" Presidency.

[jdub]

Sorry, no pictures. I'd get in trouble!!!

As for the "braggart" comment earlier, it would be true except that Clinton leering at a woman is hardly an uncommon event.

[TheGrimReaper]

You're lucky Bubba didn't dispatch a Secret Service detail to follow you home and collect any pertinent info for the Commander-in-Heat.
But, then again.... maybe he did?

[Frank Grimes]

Elsewhere, Marge dances with President Clinton.

Clinton: I know you don't think you're good enough for me. But believe me, you are. Hell, I done it with pigs.. [laughs] Real, no-foolin' pigs!

Marge: Are you sure it's a federal law that I have to dance with you?.

Clinton: You know, I'd change that law if I could, Marge. But, I can't..

Aide: [whispers in Clintons' ear].

Clinton: Aw, shoot. Quebec's got the bomb! Well, I gotta go, but ... look, if you're ever near the White House, there's a tool shed out back. I'm in there most of the day.

[putupon]

Pictures?

[RedBloodedAmerican]

Did you keep your eye on Bill the entrie time?

[RedBloodedAmerican]

There you go

[Drew68]

My wife is blonde, and rather, ahem, well endowed. She was wearing a snug white cotton blouse with a blazer over it. She never wears a bra on vacation... Did I mention it was a chilly day?

Jeez! No wonder the Impeached One was checking her out! Hell, the Pope himself would probably be leering. I know I would. Like most red-blooded males, I can spot a braless chick from a mile. I call it "No-Bradar."

[wife-mom]

LOL! Really, a very funny story. Thanks.

[doug from upland]

A former business partner who I have known for a long time was in New Orleans in 1992. Clinton was there speaking on the campaign trail. When Clinton got out of a car, he was about 15 feet from my friend. My friend, who is a little into things psychic and paranormal, tells me he felt an unbelievable evil presence that actually gave him quite a fright.

He had never voted in his life, but he registered so he could vote against Clinton.