Bill Clinton was jogging around the Mall in D.C. one day when he came upon a 10 year old boy with a box full of 3 week old puppies.
"Democratic Puppies! Democratic Puppies for sale!" The boy yelled at the top of lungs.
Clinton stopped his entourage and kneeled down in front of the boy.
"How cute little boy. Those democratic puppies are adorable. You keep up the good work."
...4 weeks and 8 Monica blow jobs later, Clinton is running the same path. He sees the same boy with the same puppies, now older, in the same spot as 4 weeks ago.
"Republican puppies!! Republican puppies for sale!" The boy yelled.
Confused, Clinton stopped again in front of the boy. Instead of kneeling down, he stood there with his hands on his hips and a dissapointed look across his face.
"Wait a minute little boy, I thought these were Democratic puppies. Why are they Republican now?"
..."Well, Mr. President, because now their eyes are open."