Namgubed
The Merry Elf
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The Clintons are a bottomless repository for comic material...
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A very anxious Vince Foster attempts to make his getaway...
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| ... blah blah blah Clinton blah blah bimbo eruptions blah blah ... | |
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| Man, it's a good thing I took a random taxi to this random motel - dammit, I left the briefcase with the evidence in the cab! | |
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When he hears a noise from the closet...
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Vince, oh Vince, he hardly knew ye.
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| Great. And they just cleaned the blood off my screen from the last occupant. | |
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Later that evening, an unassuming cab driver named Bongo winds down after a long workday.
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| ... blah blah blah Vince Foster blah blah apparent suicide blah blah ... | |
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| Dang, my last fare left a briefcase full of edible underwear in my back seat. What a pervert! | |
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Sure enough, he hears a strange noise from outside.
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| ... blah blah blah Hillary blah blah missing documents blah blah ... | |
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| What's that horse-gallopy sound? | |
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| Heck, I'm just the delivery guy. Candygram! Candygram for Bongo! | |
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Meanwhile, back at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue ...
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| Stay tuned to this network as we keep you posted on upcoming developments. This is Connie Chung... | |
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| ... and Big Evil Dan Rather reporting from Washington DC. | |
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And within the ever-so-sensitive walls of the Oval Office...
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| Sorry about the blue dress, Monica. Guess I forgot to restock my condom drawer. These should last me a couple days. | |
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| That wasn't what I was thinking about when you promised me a pearl necklace! | |
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| Dammit, Bill, quit screwing the interns and help me hide these documents! | |
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| Hey, Hillary, think they'll all fit in Monica's cigar box. Ain't that right, Monica? | |
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Meanwhile, back at Bongo's place ...
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| Now, who'd be sending me candy? Wait, there's a note here! "Dear Bongo, You are being watched! Meet me at noon ..." | |
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| "... at Chez Guy's Pizza on 4th St. Sincerely, A Cross Between Denzell Washington and Will Smith. P.S. Bring the briefcase." | |
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| OK, I've got the briefcase... Shit!! Tear gas! | |
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| This is the BATF!! Surrender, and you will not be harmed. Honest! | |
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Meanwhile, back at the White House, Hillary enlists the aid of the Vice President in "document cleansing" ...
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| Hey, Al Gore! Or is it Janet Reno? I never could tell you two apart. Go and get the shredder! | |
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| Hey, honey, you seen my briefcase of incriminating evidence and edible underwear? | |
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| Yeah, your precious intern let Vince try them on... but don't worry, I've got it under control. | |
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[Click to view comic: 'The Pemmican Briefs - part 6'][Click to view comic: 'The Pemmican Briefs - part 7'][Click to view comic: 'The Pemmican Briefs - part 8']
--- "There's no point in beating a dead horse ... except, of course, for the pure joy of it." - A. Whitney Brown
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