Kiss My Knits!

Overnight two Brazilian reporters are kidnapped and killed in Iraq. The president’s advisors decide not to wake him, but rather tell him over breakfast, as part of his daily briefing.

However the president did not take the news well. He sat stock still for about 10 minutes, then curled up under the table and started shaking, crying, and murmuring to himself.

This alarmed the advisors. The president had taken news of US soldier deaths, Madrid, London, Katrina, and countless other briefings in his stride. Panicked, they asked if he was all right.

The president looked up and asked: “Exactly how many is a brazillion?”