Bush Kofi und Condoleeza

Während ich noch meinen allerersten Blogeintrag bewundere, fällt mein Blick auf meinen zweiten outgoing Link ever (mittlerweile sind es bisserl mehr), köstlich, einfach nur köstlich:
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(als mp3 natürlich besser)
George B.: Condi! Nice to see you. What’s happening?

Condoleeza R.: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.

George B.: Great. Lay it on me.

Condoleeza R.: Hu is the new leader of China.

George B.: That’s what I want to know.

Condoleeza R.: That’s what I’m telling you.

George B.: That’s what I’m asking you. Who is the new leader of China?

Condoleeza R.: Yes.

George B.: I mean the fellow’s name.

Condoleeza R.: Hu.

George B.: The guy in China.

Condoleeza R.: Hu.

George B.: The new leader of China.

Condoleeza R.: Hu.

George B.: The Chinaman!

Condoleeza R.: Hu is leading China.

George B.: Now whaddya‘ asking me for?

Condoleeza R.: I’m telling you Hu is leading China.

George B.: Well, I’m asking you. Who is leading China?

Condoleeza R.: That’s the man’s name.

George B.: That’s who’s name?

Condoleeza R.: Yes.

George B.: Will you or will you not tell me the name of the new leader of China?

Condoleeza R.: Yes, sir.

George B.: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he was in the Middle East.

Condoleeza R.: That’s correct.

George B.: Then who is in China?

Condoleeza R.: Yes, sir.

George B.: Yassir is in China?

Condoleeza R.: No, sir.

George B.: Then who is?

Condoleeza R.: Yes, sir.

George B.: Yassir?

Condoleeza R.: No, sir.

George B.: Look, Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China. Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.

Condoleeza R.: Kofi?

George B.: No, thanks.

Condoleeza R.: You want Kofi?

George B.: No.

Condoleeza R.: You don’t want Kofi.

George B.: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.

Condoleeza R.: Yes, sir.

George B.: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N. C

ondoleeza R.: Kofi?

George B.: Milk! Will you please make the call?

Condoleeza R.: And call who?

George B.: Who is the guy at the U.N?

Condoleeza R.: Hu is the guy in China.

George B.: Will you stay out of China?!

Condoleeza R.: Yes, sir.

George B.: And stay out of the Middle East! Just get me the guy at the U.N.

Condoleeza R.: Kofi.

George B.: All right! With cream and two sugars. Now get on the phone.

(Condi picks up the phone.)

Condoleeza R.: Rice, here.

George B.: Rice? Good idea. And a couple of egg rolls, too. Maybe we should send some to the guy in China. And the Middle East.