Political Elbow Jiggering Drollery

The silly bone knocks and the elbow twitches and who does ever consider an elbow at all? Or spend time pondering the finer subtleties of that mostly ignored appendage? Birdshot hearts are " in " today, not the ungainly knob linking the upper and lower armatures.

If then, one were to debate the debacle of elbowing one's way into a Bush bash out of elbow, it's a highly liable argument that this shabby attire (perhaps a t-shirt?) would cause the attiree to be elbowed out.

However, since the White House is currently up to its elbows in the Cheney flap, it's conceivable a fella could find elbowroom for a heartbeat or two to rub elbows with an elbow-bender who stands, not in your line of fire, but at your elbow while you both elbow-lift a companionable swig or two.

If you do manage this, then a toast is in order and I'll be the first to commend your abilities: "More power to your elbow!"

It's far more likely that the eagle eyes of a security guard will spot you for the elbow-shaker you are and call the long arm of the law pundifferously known as the elbow and have you booted out. (Oops! Boots, combat boots, are a different discussion entirely and merely slipped into today's elbow chat by stealth.)

Even so, before that occurs, some kindly fellow may nudge your elbow warning of the imminent approach of the elbow whose clear intent is to elbow your body out.

In any case, if your favorite song is not Jailhouse Rock, and if you're not a knight-of-the-elbow, obtaining a legitimate invite by virtue of elbow grease might be the safest route taken to a Bush bash.

On the other hand, if you are an elbow-scraper, you could arrange a gig; I'm just not sure, though, they hire fiddlers at the mighty Bush Bash Band.
Political Elbow Jiggering Drollery © 2006 Chaeli Lee Sullivan