> One day in the future, George Bush has a heart attack and dies. He 
> immediately goes to hell, where the devil is waiting for him. "I don't know 
> what to do here," says the devil. "You are on my list, but I have no room 
>  for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going 
> to do. I've got a couple folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll 
> let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let YOU 
> decide who leaves." Bush thought that sounded pretty good, and so the devil 
> opened the first room. In it was Hitler and a large pool of water.  He kept 
> diving in and surfacing empty-handed. Over and over and over. Such was his 
> fate in hell. "No," George said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer 
> and I don't think I could do that all day long." The devil led him to the 
> next room.  In it was Stalin with a sledge hammer and a room full of rocks. 
> All he did was swing that hammer, time after time after time.  "No, I've got 
> this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could 
> do was break rocks all day," commented George. The devil opened a third 
> door. In it, Bush saw Bill Clinton, lying on the floor with his arms staked 
> over his head, and his legs staked in a spread eagle pose. Bent over him was 
> Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best. Bush said, "Yeah, I can handle 
> this." The devil smiled and said, "OK, Monica, you're free to go."