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The first black president needs a black first lady.
"You know what they say in the back alleys of Little Rock... You ain't a man till you made it with the tan!"
"I did not have sexual relations with that women, Miss M'Chel .... but I like her fragrant ass
Michelle brought cigars AND a blue dress. Party time!
"... if I knocked on her door with a jar of Vaseline in hand would she would let me in?"
"There, there, Mr. Ex-President - not everyone performs like Ray Bradbury...."
"Ha, no, no, there's some things even I wouldn't hit. Aw, who am I kidding?"
...and as Michelle's hand went higher, Barry's voice up on the podium didn't change. Bill knew he won the bet on whether Obama looked anywhere except at his teleprompters.
"Wow, it's so big... oh crap, that's just his leg."
Sasquatch Poon Hunters was not the hit Vivid Video expected it to be.
"Why Mr President, is that the Constitution in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"
"Shall we slip into the oval office and redefine 'is' again Bill," asked the First Lady?
An innocent game of Itsy Bitsy Spider. Bill later confessed to Billary that he'd had a Nocturnal Intermission, causing her to faint, hit her head and... well, you know the rest.
"Boy, go get me some coffee." How times have changed. How times have changed.
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