To:Â Sen Hillary R. Clinton (Jackass-New York)
From: Poobah Candidate Honey J. Bugg (Who Gives a Shit- West By God)
My Dear Hill:
     Well, girl, its all over. Fun's fun and done's done. You fought the good fight. Now is the time for all good Jackasses to come together and support their presumptive nominee.  I must tell you, Hill, that you mounted a hell of a campaign....a campaign that also made history. I so admire your toughness, your tenacity, and yes, even your ruthlessness. You are a strong woman who knows what she wants and goes after it tits out. And while some deride those qualities as "unfeminine" I say bullshit. You have guts and savy and that has nothing to do with gender (although those qualities are concidered admirable in men). Your campaign set new standards and blazed new trails and I am in awe of you.  You have made it possible for young girls like my niece Jethrene and her little daughter Daisy May to one day break through that glass ceiling and reach for the stars. And for that you have my unending admiration.
    But now it's time to say so long. Its time to get behind the one candidate who will take this nation in a new direction. The one candidate who's time has come. ME. Yes, Hill, come Jan 09 there will indeed be queen size pantyhose hanging on the shower curtain rod in the White House Residence... but they will be MINE. I respectfully suggest that you stay on in the Senate or mebbe take a stab at the governorship of New York. Those last two Jackasses don't seem to be cuttin' it. With you there we won't be having these seemingly endless bimbo erruptions and soul bearings about infidelities that we'd just really rather not get mental pictures of...will we? I mean, there's not a conga line of Chippendale dancers in your past, right? Hill? Hill?
signed
yer presumptive Poobah
Bugg
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