If I’d known that having a vagina was (apparently) the only qualification one needed to be Vice President of this country I might have thrown my hat (or would it be underpants?) into the ring. My hoo-ha is way more qualified to be Vice-President than Sarah Palin’s.
My hoo-ha is very smart-- it has an MBA and a library card.
And unlike Ms. Palin’s hoo-ha, my hoo-ha does have foreign experience. It’s had diplomatic experience with Ireland, Germany, Scotland, France--just to name a few (because to name any more would make me look like a total whore).
My hoo-ha will never produce a teenage daughter who'll get knocked up and bring embarrassment to the
Religious Right Republican party.
Mine is low risk, high reward hoo-ha.
And, of course, my hoo-ha is in pristine condition. Like a really expensive car that never leaves the garage, my hoo-ha has retained its value even in this time of recession.
Now, that’s impressive. Way more impressing than playing the piccolo.