Sarah Palin received a text message from Steve Schmidt, former spokesman for President Bush’s re-election campaign, now in charge of the McCain presidential campaign.
“Sarah, hello. Let’s try to all get along, OK? Let me explain what happened. Yesterday, you mentioned several words in the same sentence, and John got upset. I know you were talking about the need for change in Washington and how John McCain could do that and you mentioned you had a lot of experience with changing things, especially diapers, but John is a little hard of hearing and with the crowd’s applause and all the noise, he evidently only heard something about ‘change’, ‘McCain’, and ‘diapers’, and he thought you were bringing up something very personal that I’d rather not go into right now. That’s why after you were done, when he spoke, he looked at Bristol’s tummy and said, “Boy, I sure like PREGGO Italian Sauces!” He didn’t mean it, he just gets a little juvenile sometimes when he thinks someone, especially a woman, is giving him back-talk or criticism or looking at him in any way that might be perceived as “disgusted”, or if he’s a little constipated. He didn’t mean to grab a fist full of your hair and threaten to snap your neck. So take it with a grain of road salt and put your big-girl panties on.
BTW, I know that I don’t have to tell you to stay low and avoid the press – we can’t have you talking to anyone about the federal investigation, the affair (I’m not saying you had one), Bristol, foreign policy, NAFTA, NADA! I mean you stay INVISIBLE unless we are around! You have to be harder to find than Saddam Bin Laden, understand? – Steve.”

3 responses so far ↓
thebigmoneydeal // September 6, 2008 at 8:21 pm
funny!
Diane Gordon // September 7, 2008 at 6:55 pm
Politics have gotten so bizarre that I’m trying to figure out if this conversation really happened.
bushgirlsgonewild // September 7, 2008 at 7:41 pm
Actually, it’s gotten so bizarre that the conversation was written as humor / satire, but IT WILL take place about 15 days in the future…
Weird, huh?