Trying to make up for bad behavior, Bill Clinton went to the shopping mall to buy Hillary a gift.
"I'd like to buy some gloves for my wife," he says, eyeing the attractive salesgirl, "but I don't know her size."
"Will this help?" she asked sweetly, placing her hand in his.
"Oh, yes," he answered. "Her hands are just slightly smaller than yours."
"Will there be anything else?" the salesgirl inquired, as she wrapped the gloves.
"Now that you mention it," Bill replied, "she also needs a bra and panties."
King of the Birds, Lord of the Skies
Gather ye rose buds while ye may, old time is still a flying;
and this same rose that you see today, tomorrow will be dying.
CarpeDiem: Seize the Day!
- Dead Poets Society
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