They must have really liked our ideas because they immediately put our well-thought out plans into a thing they called "The Shredder." They must have done this so all our ideas don't wind up in the wrong hands.
John and I were famished by the time that we
were done there, so we headed up the road to look for someplace to eat.
We came to this nice-looking restaurant on the 1600 block of Pennsylvania
Avenue, and thought it looked as good as we were going to get. There was
a long lineout in front, so we thought we'd try the rear entrance. That's
where we saw him. It was HIM! The most known face throughout the
world. It was Jim Bornith. John and I couldn't believe we were this
close to him. We didn't want to interrupt because he was talking to some
guy. I wouldn't have known who he was except that he was wearing a
name tag that read:
John and I then remembered that we are the
R-Team, so that makes us pretty darn important too. So John and I walked
in and pushed Bill away so we could talk to Jim. John, being the coniving
one he is, turned to Mr. Clinton and offered this
Later in the year, I happened to be watching television when, to my surprise, that Bill guy was on every network. Apparantly he had taken the advice of the R-Team, and was now paying the consequences of being a retard.
So I guess if there is any moral to this story
(yeah, like Clinton has any morals at all), it would have to be