Aboard Air Force One

(George and his brother, Jeb, are flying from Florida to our nation's capitol)

Jeb: Bro, you really did it, this time, I gotta hand it to ya!

George: Heh heh heh, yeah, this wez surely a good one, this time.

Jeb: Ha. And jes wait till these press people on the plane find out what is goin' on... and on this very flight! Yer a genius.

George: Thanks. I'm jes doin' the people's will, whilst distractin' 'em from the hard realities of... everythin'.... else... they might be worried about...

Jeb: Jes brilliant... does Laura know, yet?

George: Naw, I'm fixin' to tell her when she comes in here after chattin' up the Society Section writers 'bout her brave efforts for our nation's teenage boys...

Jeb: Huh huh, yeah. Yeah,well, she's gotta be put to use, somehow... heh heh heh...

George: Heh heh heh. (Laura comes in from another section of the aircraft). Well, here she is, now!

Jeb: (frightened) Ya want me to stay here, George?

George: (thinking) Yeah, if ya wanna, Jeb. Could be slightly... sticky, though...

Laura: What? What's sticky?

George: Laura, yer probably still wonderin' why, with so much else goin' on in the world, and the Social Security Liberation Tour, and Operation Iraqi Freedom, and the White House Easter Egg Roll, and everythin' else, why it is we had ta take Air Force One all the way down teh Florida on an emergency airplane excursion.

Laura: Yes, I'm still wonderin', and so is the press group... so is everybody.

George: They'll find out soon enough, jes as soon as we land in D.C. and are met by the extra heavy unit of Marines to accompany us downtown. But I thought I should let you know what was really going on before we arrived, Laura.
Honey.

Laura: "Laura Honey"?

George: (glancing wistfully but tensely at Jeb) : Okay, we may as well get this over with. (a man with a white coat and stethescope opens a door from a side room)
How's she doing , Doc? (Doc gives a thumbs up).

Laura: (suspiciously) George, "Honey," why is that doctor in that room?

George: Go ahead and take a look, Laura. Go on in...

(Laura takes the few steps towards the door, apprehensively, walks in, walks back out almost immediately)

Laura: Oh, my Sweet Heavens, George... you haven't...

(George and Jeb grin at each other, then grin back at Laura)

Laura: Please, please, don't tell me you boys have gone and...

George and Jeb: Yep! We sure did!

Laura: (with horror) Oh, Sweet Jesus Christ! You've gone and kidnapped Terri Schiavo!!

(to be continued)