Wouldn't you love to have been the old fly on the wall for the discussion that went something like:
"Mr. President, we need to talk about the Lewinsky..."
"Ah told y'all and the whole world I didn't have sexual relations with that woman, Ms. Lewinsky. So that's that. Ah'm the President, people believe me. I've never done anything for them to not..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. President, but there's been a new development we have to talk about..."
"What, those damn right wing assholes lyin' 'about something else now? It's Ken Starr again, isn't it?"
"Um, no...Starr has nothing to do with this..."
"Then what the hell you talkin' 'bout this time?"
"Well, it seems, Mr. President, that ah, um Ms. Lewinsky now claims she's got a dress, a blue dress and she's saying she never had it cleaned after um, ah, well...after, she claims mind you, that you blew your wad on it...onto the blue dress while she was blow...Mr. President...MR. PRESIDENT, ARE YOU OKAY? You're looking very...very white all of a sudden, Mr. President. Is there something...um, anything..."