Reply #13: Sorta lame but anyway...

[TheCentepedeShoes]

Bill Clinton, Al Gore, and George Bush are on a trip together to a politically unstable third world country. On their first day there an uprising occurs, the boys are separated from their security detail, and are captured by the rebels. Taken to a remote jungle outpost and installed in a cell, they quickly assess the seriousness of the situation. Their only hope for survival is to escape and make their way back through the jungle to the capital. That night they easily break out of their rickety cell, tiptoe past a slumbering guard, and reach the jungle. It isn't long, however, before their absence is noticed and the alarm is sounded. The boys can hear the shouts of the rebels and the baying of the bloodhound as they race to recapture the prisoners.
Clinton pulls up, panting. "Guys this isn't going to work. With that hound on the scent, the rebels are sure to overtake us. We need to think of something."
"I've got it," says the quick-thinking Gore. "We'll each hide in one of these trees. When the dog tracks you down, just make an animal sound to confuse him."
The three agree on Gore's plan, each man picks a tree, and conceals himself in the foliage.
The rebels arrive at Clinton's tree first.
"Whatta you got up there?" the rebel handler asks.
And from the high branches comes a clear "MEEOOWW."
"Aw, that's just an ole pussy cat. What's the matter with you?!!" the rebel exclaims as he drags the puzzled pooch away from the tree.
Next, the rebels arrive at Gore's tree. The dog reacts the same as before and his handler asks the same question.
And from the top of the tree comes a plaintive "WHOOO-WHOOO."
Now the handler is really ticked.
"That's nothing but an old hooty-owl. You really are the dumbest dog alive!!"
Moving onward, the rebels finally reach Bush's tree. Again the dog does his act and the hopeful rebel asks him, somewhat sarcastically, what he has treed now.
And from the leafy loft comes a tentative, "Uh - MOOO."