Al Gore and Hillary Clinton, each having recently taken the opportunity to do a bit of news-making demagoguery, I got to wondering how these two charmers get along – I mean, really get along. I imagined a setting in which they could unexpectedly run into each other, such as, for example, outside a Washington D.C. Starbuck’s.
I wondered what they would say, and (what they would be thinking).
Al: “Hillary! What a nice surprise. It’s great to see you.” (Dammit, what the hell is that miserable bitch doing here?)
Hillary: “Al!! Hello! Nice to see you too”. (Shit! I knew I should have had the coffee brought to the limo. Now I have to deal with this friggin’ asshole.)
Al: “So, how are you?” (Still the same satanic shrew?)
Hillary: “I’m doing just great, thanks. And how are you?” (I was doing OK until I ran into your sorry ass. I figure you’re probably as boring as ever.) “Been keeping busy?”
Al: “I’m doing fine, thanks. You know, a bit of teaching, making speeches – that kind of thing”. (One thing I’m not doing living in the goddamned White House, thanks to you and your shithead husband) “So, what have you been up to these days?”
Hillary: “Oh, you know … Same ol’, same ol’. The Senate keeps me pretty busy.” (I’m running for President, you dopey bastard. Don’t you read the freakin’ papers?)
Al: “Well you look terrific.” (Christ, she looks like shit.)
Hillary: “You look great too, Al.” (Christ, he looks like shit.)
Al: “Well, gotta run. See ya. Please give my regards to Bill” (the rat bastard).
Hillary: “Yep, I gotta get moving too. Bye-bye. Regards to Tipper (the ample-assed stupid cow).