The Race For President

"Slick Willie had a small Willie." You testify before the Senate committee.

"Liar!!" Massachusetts Senator Ted Kennedy stands up and shouts at you. "Everybody knows President Clinton is notoriously well-hung!"

He's right. It seems that all throughout the hallowed halls of the United States Capital Building, legends are told of Bill Clinton's great sexual prowess, and his mammoth member. All the senators on the committee agree that if you were telling the truth about your story, than you too would have known that the President had a large schlong. Since you didn't, you lose all your creditability, and the committee ends their investigation immediately.

You leave Washington empty-handed, as all hopes of being President are crushed. Your lawyer even calls you to tell you that all your aunt's money has been taken away from you and given to her favorite charity, The Association for Retired Male Prostitutes. You go home where you collect unemployment checks, and use your spare time, and sick mind to write perverted stories to post on the alt.sex.stories newsgroup.

THE END

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