posted on Aug, 30 2007 @ 05:42 PM
So Dick Cheney and a pal were out in the woods when one of them fell to the ground. He didn't seem to be breathing, his eyes were rolled back in his
head. Dick whips out his cell phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps to the operator: “My friend is dead! What can I do?”
The operator, in a calm soothing voice says: “Just take it easy. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead.” There is a silence, then a shot
is heard.
The guy's voice comes back on the line. He says: “OK, now what?“