Rocky and Bullwinkle were drinking in a bar.
Bullwinkle said, "You know what I was just thinking about Rock?"
"You thinking Bullwinkle. Now that's scary."
"I was thinking about all the presidents that we have lived through."
"Now that is scary Bullwinkle. Don't tell me, I don't want to have flashbacks."
But before Rocky could say anything further, Bullwinkle got going. "First I remember is Kennedy. No telling who he was screwing figuratively and literally to get himself killed. Then LBJ who didn't want to be the first president to lose a war so 50,000 American boys had to lose their lives. Then Tricky Dicky, 'I am not a crook', Nixon. Yeah. Right dick. Then Ford, a recall. Carter, pardon my French but what a 'oui nee wimpey', that means wimpy weenie in Amercan Rock. Next Reagan and the contradictas and all that Oliver Stone stuff." Bullwinkle then stopped, raised his hoof in the air and drew a circle signaling for another round. "Don't get me worked up Rock."
"You're working yourself up, Bullwinkle."
Bullwinkle slammed down his Moosehead beer and continued. "Oh don't forget the Bushes. The first one, 'read my lips no new taxes', yeah right. And the second one, his mouth was his weapon of mass destruction. And Clinton never had sex with that woman. Right. Presidents don't lie. And then this guy we got now, Barama."
"It's Obama, Bullwinkle."
"Yeah, yeah I know Balack Obama. Obama care? I don't think so. You know Rock all these goofballs we've had as presidents and we're still the greatest country in the world. I just don't get it."
"It's simple Bullwinkle. That's because all the other countries have worst goofballs than we do. Everybody knows that the best goofballs in the world are made right here in the U. S. of A."
"I'll drink to that."
"Amen brother," said Rock as they chugged their beers.
B. Craig Grafton is a retired attorney whose stories have appeared recently in Romance Magazine, The Fable Online and Frontier Tales.