Third World War(A Funny Story) - Poem by Edwin Drood
Bush and Powell are sitting in a bar. Santa walks in and asks the barman, 'Isn`t that Bush and Powell? '
The barman says 'Yep, thats them.'
So the Santa walks over and says, 'Hello, what are you guys doing? '
And Bush says, 'We`re planning world war 3'
And Santa says, 'Really? What`s going to happen? '
And Bush says, 'Well, we`re going to kill 140 million Afghans this time and one bicycle repairman.'
And Santa exclaimed, 'A bicycle repairman? ! ! ! '
So Bush turns to Powell and says, ' See, I told you no-one would worry about the 140 million Afghans! '
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