Hillary Clinton received a gift. Inside the gift, there was a magic flute. As soon as Hillary played on the flute, a genie appeared.
“What is your wish?” asked the genie.
“I only get one wish? What kind of genie are you?”
“Listen Hillary, you and your husband own over one hundred million dollars. When you have that much money, you're only entitled to one wish.”
“Alright, you don't have to be so snooty. I wish to be the next President of the United States.”
“That's it!”
“That's it buster. If you don't come through, I'm going to see that your genie license gets revoked.”
“So it's true. You are heartless,” said the genie. “I'm going to grant your wish. Hillary, hickory, dock, by noon Barack will talk. He'll get out of the race and let you take his place, it will be like awe and shock.”
“Are you done with your mumbo jumbo?” asked Hillary.
“Yes I am. After Barack decides that he is no longer running for President, you will secure the democratic nomination. You'll beat John McCain in a landslide.”
“Wonderful. I guess dreams can come true.”
“Oh yes, there is one little thing that you should watch out for,” said the genie.
“And what's that?” inquired Hillary.
“Bill is going to be very busy in domestic affairs. He may have some foreign affairs too.”
“Thanks for the tip. Bye genie.”
“Goodbye and good luck. You'll need it.”
