Get Well, Bubba!

Did you people really think he wouldn't be okay? The man is BULLETPROOF. I, however, am still recovering from my sudden loss of consciousness upon learning of his "heart attack." Thanks for nothing, New York Times, your erroneous headline caused me unfathomable grief and heartache, the likes not felt since I discovered my first gray hair. Echoing my partner-in-blogging, Udo, "I'd give that white man my heart any day of the week, he just needs to let me know."

A thought, the political strategist in me has me thinking Slick Willy may have outdone himself this time. Knowing the GOP was about to get a nice post-convention bounce in the polls, Bill thought to himself, "Please, no political party is bigger than WJC, I AM the game, and these amateurs need to be taught a lesson from the Master. Today's lesson? My specialty, I'm gonna play the sympathy card on that ass. Garcon! Bring me my fake heart attack kit at once!"