Miss'ippi John hit the campaign trail,
Gonna get elected, he just can't fail.
This man of the people willn't be stopped,
unless his Porsche is the body shop
With all this electoring going on this week, it got me thinking of a story about the time Miss'ippi John got involved in politics. Gather round ya'll and you'll hear the tale of how Miss'ippi John was elected as the first female Prime Minister of the United States congress.
Now, Missi'ippi John was well known 'round his parts for giving the best fillibusters north o' lake Eerie. Folks'd drop whatever they're doing and gather round if they heard Miss'ippi John take too deep of a breath, hoping it meant he was about to launch into one of those fillibusters.
No man alive before or since could fillibuster like John. Miss'ippi John once found hisself in Illinois, and when he got alerted there was a bigotted drop of rain made itself into the Miss'ippi river and spreading the lies of whitewater supremacy, so ol' John carved hisself a boat out of larger boat, and floated down the river fillibustering that drop of water all the way down to Naw'lens, never letting that drop of water get another bigoted word in edgewise.
Yessir, no one fillibustered like Miss'ippi John. Folks'd always tell John "With Filibustering like that, you need to go get yourself elected to the House of Representives, and put that fillibustering to proper use!" But John wouldn't hear a word of it. No sir, John had his hands full. He'd moved to Masschutis to be a game developer, and he simply had his hands too full with being successful with that to give any time to politics.
That was until a group of the towns wimminfolk came to him.
"John" They told him "We have ourselves a right wicked congressman. He gerrymandered our district so we aints got no voice when it comes to pickin' our senator! We needs to get ourselves a woman congressman! We need you teach us how to fillibuster like you do so we can gets a woman elected!". Well, Miss'ippi John never could turn a blind eye to injustice, and he was so moved, he knew he couldn't turn the wimminfolk away. So he closed down his incredibly successful game company, and he took to teaching the wimmin folk to fillibuster. But after a spell, John realized that fillibustering like he could wasn't no skill that could be taught. It was a nat'ral born gift.
"Well confound it." John said at last, slapping the table "Looks like if we're going to get a woman elected to congress, its going to be up to me to become a woman and get elected", which delighted the wimminfolk since that's what they'd wanted all along. Now you might remember John had himself experience being a woman already, having been raised as a girl back in Miss'ippi, and attending college a woman after he'd been lynched by the KKK. So John married hisself a chinaman, and set about running for congress.
Now that wicked Democrat never reckoned with a force o' nature like Miss'ippi John running against him. John took all the skills that had made his game company as successful as it had been, and put them into this race. Why that Democrat just got completely trounced by John. In fact, John got hisself so many votes, when they tallied them up they found out that he was going to the Prime Minister of the House of Representatives, where his fillibusters were going to make him unstoppable.
But Ol' John hadn't counted on just how wicked that Democrat he was running against was. He went a'running to the President, and tol' him what'd happened. Well the President was just as wicked as that Democrat and didn't want to see a woman elected Prime Minister of the House of Representatives (and definitely not one that could fillibuster like John!) so he just abolished the post of Prime Minister of the House. So they had to a recount, and it turns out since everyone'd voted for John as Prime Minister of the House and not just a rank-n-file congressman (which they had all thought anything less than being the first woman Prime Minister of the House would be an insult to the man), all their votes were ruled inadmissible by the recount tribunal.
If fact, there was only one vote in that whole district that could be counted, and that was John's vote. But Miss'ippi John, who was always the bigger man even when running as a woman, had voted for his opponent, that wicked, scheming Democrat. So Miss'ippi John just said "Well I'll see you again in two years, Mr. Wicked Democrat. Gonna take more than two years for my fillibusterin' to go soft.", then saddled up his porsche and backed into a concrete post that was being driven by two 22 year olds from Harvard.