[Cheesy French Muzak]...[Click] "Hello? Are you still holding?"...[Snickering in background]
"Yes, I am. When will Mr. Chirac get out of his important meeting?"
[More snickering in background]..."I'm not sure, Monsour.....Skerry, is it? Can I ask what this call is about?
"I need advice on how to surrender gracefully."
"I'm sorry, monsour Karrot, that's confidential proprietary information. We can't give it out to just any loser." [Unrestrained guffaws in BG]
"But I'm not just anyone, I'm a presidential candidate!"
"Ah, I apologize, monsour Kerry! Now I know who you are and I have some information for you."
"Now we're getting somewhere...what can you tell me?"
"I'm afraid it's more bad news. The results are back on your Global Test....YOU FAILED!"
[Click]
With all their $$$, can't they afford a nose job for those Kerry Girls?
Holy Hannah! You could hang lights on those things!
You could gain shelter from the rain!
You could park two Hibrids in there!
You could.....
Sorry... I digress.