The president and vice president go to breakfast. A cute young waitress comes over.
"Mr Vice President, what would like for breakfats this morning?" she cheerfully asks.
"Well, I'll have a Denver omelet with hash browns, with a glass of orange juice"
"Okay Mr President, how about you? What would you like?"
Bush looks up from him menu, and with his trademark wink, he replies:
"How about a quickie followed by a cup of coffee!?"
The poor waitress becomes furious.
"Mr PRESIDENT! I can't believe I heard you say that. I would expect such sexist talk from Mr Clinton, but not you!" Then she storms off in a huff.
After a moment of stunned silence, Cheneyt leans over and whispers into Bush's ear.
"Uh, George, I believe it is pronounced Quiche!"
