I got this off another board and thought you guys might enjoy it.

Saddam Hussein and George W. Bush meet up in Baghdad for the first round of talks in a new peace process. When George sits down, he notices three buttons on the side of Saddam's chair. They begin talking. After about five minutes Saddam presses the First button. A boxing glove springs out of a box on the desk and punches Bush in the face.

Confused, Bush carries on talking as Saddam laughs. A few minutes later the second button is pressed. This time a big boot comes out and kicks Bush in the shin. Again Saddam laughs, and again Bush carries on talking, not wanting to put off the bigger issue of peace between the two countries.

But when the third button is pressed and another boot comes out and kicks Bush 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 two men sit down, Hussein notices three buttons on Bush's chair and prepares himself for the Yank's revenge. They begin talking and Bush presses the first button. Saddam ducks, but nothing happens. George snickers. A few seconds later he presses the second button. Saddam jumps up, but again nothing happens. Bush roars with laughter.

When the third button is pressed, Saddam jumps up again, and again nothing happens. Bush falls on the floor in a fit of hysterics.
"Forget this," says Saddam. "I'm going back to Baghdad!"
Bush says through tears of laughter, "What Baghdad?"

BWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Don't mess with Texas ;D

This rates up there with jokes about bombing civilians in Yugoslavia and Cambodia :D !

High-larious :) :D ;D

Most amusing! I can't tell though if the joke advocates the war or is against it.

LOL!

dagwood, where do you find all these jokes?

LOL.  Thanks again, dag! :D

  But...

  If the War goes badly (e.g. Saddam unleashes chemical and biological agents) it will be an ethical standard that prevents me from laughing.

  I didn't laugh at WTC. In fact, my first and only sentiment was, "Well, somebody finally got around to it." That essentially means that my friends and I, and other like-minded Americans had always wondered how long before someone bi*ch-slapped us for the way our government conducts itself. I've never been truly furious, but I've been disgusted at the way my fellow Americans have simply wallowed in their misery, bemoaning the tragedy so needlessly foisted on them. If people understood "why they hate us", I might give more of a damn. If we hadn't exploited the WTC tragedy from day one toward the coming War, I might see something other than the unfortunate results of warfare in 9/11. I won't laugh at 3,000 dead, but I will laugh at my president, who declares a holy war ("God is on our side ....") against the world ("You're either with us, or against us ....").

  Likewise, I won't laugh at heaps of dead American soldiers, or the images of human beings twitching in agony as some gas or microbe eats them alive.

  But, yeah ... I will probably laugh at my horrified American neighbors who just can't understand how these things happen.

  Mr. Bush, sir--I wasn't fooled the first time. It's fair to say that I won't be fooled again. Shame on you, Mr. President. Shame on you.