I felt a little unsteady today, so I mostly stayed in bed and tried to watch television, but every channel had some Senate
Of course, I've been on both sides of the table, and believe me, it's a lot more fun to be the one
It's no secret that nobody likes Elizabeth. She's trash. That whole "I'm really an Indian" thing is just the tip of the iceberg, too. She's such a whore. She'll do anything for money. Like this one time, during the you-know-what, when we were trying
I was really pissed. You just don't keep
At first, Bernie didn't even notice I'd opened the door because his eyes were clenched shut and he was gritting his teeth really tight. Needless to say, I was shocked: Not only are his legs a lot skinnier than you might think, but he wears tightie whities. I always pegged him for a boxers man.
I was just about to close the door and leave them to their business, when Elizabeth stopped just long enough to growl, "Great White Father like his little Indian princess? I take to you big hunting ground now!" Look, I really hate her, but I have to say her technique was pretty good. She devoured that thing in one fell swoop and didn't gag once. I thought Bernie was going to lose his mind. I tried to close the door as quietly as I could, and just as I did, I could hear him moaning something like, "Kish meir baitsim, shiksa!" I could be wrong about that, though. I don't speak Yiddish. It might have been, "Here's your twenty."
Then I met Huma for lunch and we both had salads.