A few minutes later the second button is pressed. This time a
big boot comes out and kicks Clinton in the shin. Again Saddam laughs,
and again Clinton carries on talking, not wanting to put off the
bigger issue of peace between the 2 countries.
But when the third button is pressed and another boot comes out and
in the privates, he's finally had enough, knowing that he can't
do much without them functioning well. "I'm going back home!"
he tells the Iraqi. "We'll finish these talks in two weeks!"
A fortnight passes and Saddam flies to the United States for talks.
As the 2 men sit down, Hussein notices 3 buttons on Clinton's chair
and prepares himself for the Yank's revenge. They begin talking
and Bill presses the first button. Saddam ducks, butnothing happens.
Clinton snickers. A few seconds later he presses the second button.
Saddam jumps up, but again nothing happens. Clinton roars with laughter.
When the third button is pressed, Saddam jumps up again, and again nothing happens.
Clinton falls on the floor in a fit of hysterics. "Forget this,"
says Saddam. "I'm going back to Baghdad!" Clinton then says through
tears of laughter, "What Baghdad?"
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