A teenager in Iceland apparently figured out the secret number to the Oval Office and called President Bush. Rumor has it he claimed to be the President of Iceland and verified that identity using information available on Wikipedia, and schedule a meeting for himself with Bush. (The linked article suggests that maybe he got the number from watching Jenna Bush call her dad on the Ellen DeGeneres show, but the number is a Cleveland area code and I have a hard time imagining that being the real number.)
The potential for comedy is endless. Once can only imagine what the Secret Service officer standing guard in the Oval Office heard:
“Yes, this is President Bush. Hello, Mr. President, how are things in Iceland?”
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“Well, yes, it’s a little warmer than that here. What can I do for you today?”
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“Umm… yes, I think the refrigerator is on. Why do you ask, sir?”
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“Oh, no, I don’t have anyone here named Hunt. What’s that you say? The terrorists have Prince Albert in a can? Bastards. Does your military need special operations or intelligence support? We–“
{pause}
“Why are you laughing, Mr. President? Who is this?“
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