Diary Of A White House Intern
*** Entry 1 ***
I'm so excited! Just got a job as an intern at the White House....and I don't know a thing about medicine. Don't even know what my duties are yet, but I hope it's a "hands on" position.
*** Entry 2 ***
You won't believe this! I snuck into the Oval Office when no one was looking. But then I dropped one of my contacts. So, I got down on my hands and knees and was looking for it when -- guess what -- the president walked in. He said, "You must be the new intern." That man is psychic! I hope he likes me.
*** Entry 3 ***
I think the president likes me. Today he dropped his contacts on the rug and asked me to find them.
*** Entry 4 ***
He really likes me.
*** Entry 5 ***
I have been sent to the stupid Pentagon to work. It is such a drag. Like they're going to put me in charge of heat-seeking missiles or something. But I still talk to my Bubba-cakes on the phone. He calls me "1-900 Monica." (That means he thinks I'm one in nine hundred. That's pretty special.)
*** Entry 6 ***
I met a really nice girl today. Her name is Linda. She's really cool. Except for that clown hair. Has she ever heard the word "conditioner?" She looks like Mrs. Ronald McDonald.
*** Entry 7 ***
I think Linda is hard of hearing. She keeps asking me to speak louder whenever we go out for a quiet dinner or talk on the phone.
*** Entry 8 ***
Oh-oh. The bad news: I've been subpoenaed. The good news is that Vernon Jordan is my new best friend. I'm going job hunting with him tomorrow.
*** Entry 9 ***
I had to give an affidavit in that stupid Paula Jones case. What is she talking about? There are no distinguishing marks. And, by the way, I am way cuter than her. She looks like David Brenner in drag.
*** Entry 10 ***
I've had it. I'm never going to be an intern again. I'm going back to Hollywood where they pay you for that kind of work.
*** Entry 11 ***
Finally got home to L.A. and hugged Daddy so hard I thought I would pop. It's the first time in six months I called a man "daddy" that I was actually related to.
*** Entry 12 ***
It is so totally fabulous being back in Brentwood where they really understand me. O.J. stopped by -- he said not to worry because, "If there's no spot on the dress, it's anybody's guess."
*** Entry 13 ***
All my girlfriends are so jealous of all the attention I'm getting from Kenneth Starr. I think they have subpoena envy. And Linda Tripp. I hate that bitch. I'm thinking of selling a Linda Doll. You wind it up and it stabs a Barbie doll in the back.
*** Entry 14 ***
Got to remember to tell Bubba-cakes my totally do-able solution to this whole whacky Iraqi crisis. He forgets that I worked at the pentagon. Just have Vernon Jordan get Saddam Whatsisname a job at Revlon. (God, it's a no brainer!)
*** Entry 15 ***
They keep asking me if I had sexual relations with the president. I mean, give me a break. That is so crazy. I mean, just because every day, when I worked at the White House, his name was at the top of my "To Do" list.
*** Entry 16 ***
Sometimes I wish some of the other girls who were in my position would Stand up and be counted. But they might hit their heads on the President's desk if they did.
*** Entry 17 ***
They keep talking about immunity...like I caught something from the President or something. The truth is, there was always a secret service man outside the Oval Office protecting us. Now, that's what I call safe sex!
*** Entry 18 ***
Omigod. Mom and I are both going to the grand jury. What is that about anyway? Sounds like some big hotel. Anyway, I guess I shouldn't have told mom about taking dictation in the Oval Office. Me and my big mouth!
*** Entry 19 ***
I'm not really worried. I've got offers to do some really cool movies that are going straight to video and starring me! The Full Monica, a sequel to In And Out, A Pack-O-Lips Now, Wag the Willy and my most favorite, Good Bill Humping. I hope Spielberg will direct.
Submitted By: Jojo
Apr 1, 1998 17:26
This joke is rated: R