President Trying Really Hard
to Get Higher Oil Production
photo from Associated Press
"Listen, Abdullah, I really do need some help
with these oil problems I've got. I mean, people go to fill up their tanks,
we're talking twenty-five, thirty dollars a pop."
"Ah, trivial matters, trivial matters."
"Well not to me. Man, those prices go up,
people expect you to do something when you're president of the United
States."
"But what can you do? You are but one man in
a world of billions."
"A lone cowboy..."
"What does this mean, a boy made of cows?"
"Say, that gives me an idea... no, nope,
scratch that. Say, uh, Prince - that sure is a pretty dress you're wearing
today."
"Oh, thank you, but this is not a dress. This
is a traditional Saudi business robe. Perhaps the color is a little flashy
for me, do you think? I just felt like something brown today."
"Well, it's real nice. Goes good with your
towel."
"This is not a towel, Mister Bush, and I did
not make this trip to be insulted. Now take my hand."
"What?"
"Take my hand, and let us stroll a while,
discussing these needs of yours. How much oil do you think you need in order
to save face with your people."
"The more the better, that's all I can say.
How much you got?"
"Many, many barrels. But not an infinitesimal
amount."
"A what? Sorry, I don't speak Saudi.In good old USA talk, infinitesimal
means a teeny-weeny amount. Too little to even take seriously. I think
you just like those six syllable words. Now what is it?"
"Not an unending amount. The supply is
limited."
"Well, so is my patience. Look here Prince...
Hey! Someone just took my picture!"
"You should try increasing your security."
"That ain't funny!"
"You are correct about that, Mister Bush. In
my country, if two men are seen holding hands on a Tuesday, they are both
known as Lefty on Wednesday." |
