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[andrew_jorgensen]

OK, so I keep reading the comments about President Bush deliberately putting his father and Bill Clinton in situations which in slashfic are cliched set-ups for confessions of love or rampant sex, and I'm trying to identify them all for my own satisfaction. The one I have so far:

On Thursday night in Houston, Mr. Bush boarded an official blue-and-white Boeing 757 jet with "United States of America" on its side in Houston and flew to Los Angeles to pick up former President Bill Clinton.

By 10 o'clock, the two were headed toward Phuket, Thailand, to make their first appearance to help raise money for tsunami victims on Saturday afternoon local time.

From there, the former presidents were scheduled to visit Banda Aceh, Indonesia, on Sunday and Sri Lanka and the Maldives on Monday.

Neither of their wives, Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton nor Barbara Bush, were on the trip.

"It's just the two guys," Jean Becker, Mr. Bush's chief of staff, said.

Ms. Becker said before leaving on Thursday that she did not know where Mr. Bush or Mr. Clinton would sit on the plane, or whether they would have separate compartments, but that both would be up front.

"I know there are couches and beds, and they'll figure out the sleeping arrangements when they get on the plane," she said.

(Honkin' big apologies to londonkds. And to everyone else, too, really.)

Comments

[londonkds.livejournal.com]

Ow, now I need to fumigate my brain.

Can it be the kind of angst-ridden fic that ends in mutual suicide because their Love is Too Pure for This Bad World? Please?

[arethusa2.livejournal.com]

It's the last Love That Dare Not Speak Its Name--president-on-president.

I'm just wondering why G. W. Bush keeps ribbing the heads of bald men.

http://rigorousintuition.blogspot.com/2005/02/smoking-scalp.html#comments

[arethusa2.livejournal.com]

I mean rubbing!

[londonkds.livejournal.com]

Eww. That's such a pathetic plausibly-deniable fetish.

[nzraya.livejournal.com]

Hey! No killing my buddy Bill. You can have a mutual suicide pact as long as Bill pulls out of it at the last minute.... *evil gleam*

[dherblay.livejournal.com]

There are some contexts in which we should not be using the words "pulls out . . . at the last minute."

[ponygirl2000.livejournal.com]

LOL!

I was going to mention that your comment caused me to do a spit-take but then I wouldn't want to be responsible for bringing the word "spit" into the conversation. (everything seems so dirty now...)

[ann1962]

I just thought he just wanted to slash social security!

[nzraya.livejournal.com]

Yup, that's pretty much classic.

...

Bill sighed as he yanked off his reading glasses and massaged the bridge of his nose. He and his travelling companion, after exchanging the requisite niceties, had buried themselves in the paperwork that had come aboard with them and now reposed, in neatly stacked boxes (how had he ever imagined that being an ex-President would be less work?), in the lockers above their respective seats. By mutual consent -- or so it seemed -- they had avoided discussing the question that had hovered in the air since they first emplaned for this chartered overnight flight. For while the plane was, as promised, equipped with comfortable sleeping facilities befitting a former President of the United States -- or possibly even a former POTUS with spouse -- it was certainly not equipped to sleep two such dignitaries ("one POTUS, two POTI," thought Bill idiotically and suppressed a grin at his own fatigue-fogged wit) in equal comfort. One of them would have to sleep, cramp-inducingly, in the chair he currently occupied, and given who currently owned all three branches of government, Bill was pretty sure he knew which one of them it would be. Unless --

-- and it was that "Unless" that was making Bill feel uncomfortably warm under his impeccably pressed Armani shirt just now. He slumped further down in his seat and hoped Bush One couldn't see him blushing. God, he must even tireder than he though. He was pretty sure he shouldn't even be thinking such things -- and yet.... Shaking his head impatiently, he risked a covert glance across at his predecessor -- and found his gaze locked and held by a pair of mesmerizing [COLOR???] eyes. The 41st president was looking at him with a most peculiar expression on his face.

...

TO BE CONTINUED (or then again, maybe not)

Jr. too

[rebekahroxanna.livejournal.com]

Did you see the big kiss Jr planted on Lieberman's face after the state of the union message? It's at www.brendanloy.com/archives/016681.html. (I tried to do the link and it just wouldn't.I'm not sure what I'm missing. I put everything the faq said to. Oh well.