UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

Washington, D.C.

MY DEAREST PRESIDENT HUSSEIN, 18 FEB 98

I HOPE THIS LETTER REACHES YOU IN THE BEST OF HEALTH. THINK OF YOU OFTEN, SO
I DECIDED TO WRITE YOU THIS LETTER TO LET YOU KNOW I AM DOING WELL AND SO IS HILLARY. I UNDERSTAND WE DON'T EXACTLY SEE EYE TO EYE ON THIS U.N. INSPECTOR
THING, BUT I'M SURE AFTER I EXPLAIN MY FEELINGS ON THE MATTER YOU WILL
UNDOUBTEDLY SEE MY POINT.

I GUESS I SHOULD JUST GET STRAIGHT TO THE MEAT OF THE MATTER AND SAY. . . .
IF I WANT ANY OF YOUR LIP, I'LL JUST UNZIP MY PANTS!!!! LET THE U.N.
INSPECTORS DO THEIR JOB YOU RAG-HEAD SON-OF-A-CAMEL-HUMPIN-BITCH BEFORE I TURN LOOSE MY AIR FORCE AND MAKE A MULTI-NATIONAL PARKING LOT OUT OF YOUR PIECE OF
CAMEL SHIP COUNTRY, AND THEN SEND THE FUCKIN ARMY AND MARINES IN TO PAINT THE FUCKIN LINES ON IT.
I WON'T EVEN NEED MY NAVY, BECAUSE BY THAT TIME YOUR
SORRY ASS WILL BE SITTING NEXT TO ALLAH, AND YOU WON'T BE CONCERNED ABOUT MUCH OF ANYTHING ANYMORE. NOW DO YOU THINK YOU UNDERSTAND MY MEANING?

WELL, HILLARY IS CALLING ME TO DINNER, SO I'LL CLOSE FOR NOW. GIVE MY BEST
TO THE OTHER LITTLE RAG-HEADS. KEEP IN TOUCH.

ALL MY LOVE,

BILL

P.S. I HEAR THE CAMEL IS PREGNANT AGAIN. I GUESS YOU STILL GOT IT!

CONGRATULATIONS!