He found three such girls in a local pub, a blond, a brunette and a redhead.
To the blond he said, 'I am the President of the United States.. . . How much would it cost me to spend some time with you?'
She replied, '$200'.
To the brunette he said, 'I am the President of the United States.. . .. How much would it cost me to spend some time with you?'
She replied, '$100'.
He then asked the redhead.
Her reply was, 'Mr. President, if you can get my skirt up as high as my taxes, my pants down as low as my wages, get that thing of yours as hard as the times we are living in, keep it rising like the price of gas, and keep me warmer than it is in my apartment and screw me the way you plan to do the veterans and the retirees...... then it won't cost you a cent!
6.25.2009
Barack Obama was looking for a call girl.
Posted by "That Dude" at 11:30 AM
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I knew I was a red head for a reason. Not that I would let that prick near me...
Red heads are always difficult.
Let's hear it for the Red Head.
Miss Em
Austell, Ga.
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