At Heathrow Airport, a 300-foot long red carpet is stretched out to Air Force One. Mr.
Bush strides to a warm but dignified handshake from Queen Elizabeth II.

They ride in a silver 1934 Bentley limousine to the edge of central London where they
board an open, 17th Century coach hitched to six magnificent white matching horses.

As they ride toward Buckingham Palace, each looking sideways and waving to the thousands
of thousands of cheering Brits lining the streets, all is going well.

But suddenly the right rear horse lets fly with the most horrendous, earth-rending,
eye-smarting blast of gastronomic flatulence ever heard in the British Empire, including
Bermuda, Tortola and The Falkland Islands. It shakes the coach. Uncomfortable, but
under control, the two dignitaries of state do their best to ignore the whole incident.

But then the Queen decides that's ridiculous. She turns to Mr. Bush and explains,
"Mr. President, please accept my regrets.... I'm sure you understand that there are
some things that even a Queen cannot control."

George W. Bush, ever the gentleman, replies, "Your Majesty, please don't give the
matter another thought ... you know, if you hadn't said something, I would have thought
it was one of the horses."


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