If you were President, how would you request a bathroom break?

I’d use my prearranged signal to the Secret Service that I needed a ride/armed escort to the bathroom…which would be that I’d clutch my chest and scream “CHRIST, I’VE BEEN SHOT!” When I got back, I’d just say “Sorry, everyone, just gas. Sorry. But boy, haven’t we all been there?”

This would only be funny the first couple of times, I guess. Oh well.

Damn! You know, everything I’ve ever heard about LBJ suggests that he was the meanest, nastiest son of a bitch you’d ever have the misfortune to meet.

Sounds more like the Aristoscat.