Now that your stoked, I will tell you the funniest joke you have ever heard... my sister and I made this one as well (we're such commedians).

We were sitting on the patio of what is likely to be my favorite italien restaurant. Located just off of Stinger Islands beaches in Flordia, on the outskirts of a very dangorous part of town, I was sitting down to a delicious pepporonni, mushroom and onion pizzia. Unfortantly I cannot reveal the name of the restaurant to you, because it is some big long italien word I forget.

Now that we have a setting established, I will awe you in this miraculous politcal joke my sister and I made as a result of a heated discussion on Hillary Clinton's book "Living History: Hillary Clinton". Personally, I thought it was absurd that Hillary Clinton would even put thought into writing a book about her extremely boring life that I was flabergasted that she did not only do that but wrote the words 'Living History' on the title. I think she may have meant living during history, but I think she could have made that clearer to the people spending $25 to read her irrational auto-biography. Way to be subtle Hillary.

Anyway, I decided to strike a conversation on the topic. "Hillary Clinton's stupid," I said.

"Don't say that," my mom responded.

I raised my eyebrows and put a look of concern on my face, looking much like a little jewish boy preparing to be circumsized. "What she ever do for you," I shot back.

My mom was clearly a Hillary fan so I knew it would be tough to persuade her into not reading the book my grandmother had just lent her. But then I glanced up from my pizza and my mom was perplexed in thought. Maybe there was a string of hope left. Maybe she wouldn't know how to respond to that one. I'm so smart. Then I looked around at my surrounding with a smirk on my face, preparing to savor victory when I was suddenly let down by the evil eye my sister glared upon me.

"For one thing she stuck by her cheating husband," she said.

So she was Clinton involved. That hateful girl. If it wasn't for Bill, we would be without the PDD 29. I came back with a, "She's not the only person that stuck by their cheating husband." I dreaded what she was about to say next. What could I say back to that. I would have to create a deversion. Something that could stop her from saying what she was about to say.

"True," she said, "but," I knew there was more, "her husband was the president".

I gasped a breath of horror. There was not much I could say to that. My sister was quite the debater. I needed to change the topic before she realized she just may be right. I would not let her be beaten! I said the first thing that came to by head. After hearing Condi Rice speak during the congressional hearing that morning she was the only name I could think of. I said what came to head; I spoke my thoughts, "I bet George Bush is gannna have an affair with Condi Rice." Ha. George Bush, Condi Rice, oh that's good. I thought Rachel was going to figure out what I was doing, but supprisingly, she went along with it.

"Ha, Condi Rice would probally say, 'I don't recall if I was there at the time,' " my sister responded.

This cracked me up. It was so funny, I fell down and started rolling around in the Italien restaurant, just as I imagine you are laughing the beejesus out of yourself right now.

If you're thinking, "I don't get it." Then you may want to consider becoming a little more politically aware. If you do understand this funny joke, feel free to skip the following passage expaining this funny joke.