Ken Starr Jokes
  


Mr. John Hinckley
St. Elizabeth's Hospital
Washington D.C.
 
Dear John,
 
Hillary and I wanted to drop you a short note to tell you how 
pleased we are with the great strides you are making in your 
recovery. In our Country's new spirit of understanding and 
forgiveness we want you to know there is a bilateral consensus 
of compassion and forgiveness abroad throughout the land.
 
Hillary and I want you to know that no grudge is born against 
you for shooting President Reagan. We, above all are aware of 
how the mental stress and pain could have driven you to such 
an act of desperation.  Hillary and I are confident that you 
will soon make a complete recovery and return to your family 
to join the world again as a healthy and productive young man.
 
Best wishes,
 
Bill Clinton
 
P.S. Ken Starr is screwing Jodie Foster.



  A Japanese company has come up with a refrigerator that talks. 
"Today, Kenneth Starr issued it a subpoena." (Steve Voldseth) 




The Top Questions Ken Starr Had for the President    

"Let's speed this up--who *haven't* you nailed?"  
  
"Aha! So you admit you've had sex!!!!  What's it like? Is it fun?"  
  
"And the situation in Bosnia didn't distract you from the booty call?"  

"Can I have some of those fries?"  
  
"Do you admit my getting Dan Rather to talk about your semen was 
pretty cool?"  
  
"Would you *please* stop winking at the court reporter?!"  
  
"Mr. President, how does it feel to be on the receiving end of a 
probe for a change?"  
  
"Would you, could you in a boat?  Have you, did you with a goat?"  
  
"Okay, exhibit 25-A is yet *ANOTHER* ink blot.  Now, does THIS one 
remind you of anything besides a beret?"  
  
"Is it just my imagination, or are all of the women you know butt-ugly?"  
  
"Are you now, or have you ever been, in a non-erect state?"
  
"Mr. President, did you bring any pants with you?"
  



  I heard that Starr wouldn't let Clinton take a bathroom break during 
his entire testimony.
  He was afraid of evidence tampering. 



There once was a bully named Starr
with buckets of feathers and tar
in the old days he'd rant
about Hitler's Mein Kampf
The American Right loves their Tsar


The hyper-moralist squad
with their racist and fascist comrade
provokes insecurity
with their false sense of purity
and the media blowing their wad.




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