Thursday, May 19, 2011

I was 'this' close to being the president of France

I was one of the most powerful men in the world.
Rich, famous, wealthy, fabulously charming, and pretty smart, if I say so myself

Just one little mistake. Who'd a thought they'd care about it?

And it all went toot sweet.

I mean, I was a shoo-in for the job. And now look at me.
I'm a charmer. I'm a seducer. I'm a fun kinda guy.
I could have been the king of France.
And if the French people are as only half as smart as I, then I might still be. One never knows.
Maybe I'll find a new girlfriend and start over.
I can start now.
My mind is abuzz with fine ideas for a socialist take-over of the whole world
Like Obama, I'll go for the youth vote and promise them anything. They will believe.
I'll call it "Hope and Stuff."
I am so pretty. I am so witty. So pretty and witty and -- hey!
I think I have an idea! You won't know if you like it or not unless you try it.

And if I can't be the king of France, I say to you: I will be the Queen of Riker's Island.

Ooh la la.

2 comments:

Steve Miller, Writer of Stuff said...

My guess? He's going to pay his $1 mil bail and skip town back. He'll next be seen living next door to fellow sex offender and fugitive from justice Roman Polanski and enjoying the same level of hero status in belle France.

Nice jailbird parade though!

Dag said...

I've been on the road for a long time and I expect that things change over time; but America today is not a changed nation from what it was when I was young, it is not the same nation at all. It is fundamentally not the same. The perp walks.