Mike Pence Letter to Nancy Pelosi

Are you in foul mood or did you get into the demon alcohol?

I don’t mind if I join you. I have a bottle of Grand Marnier sitting on the counter and I think it’s starting to flirt a little.

I’m in a great mood, asshole.

You ugly fuck, you always say you are an ugly fuck, so what’s the big deal?

Sure, you have plenty of cash (and other things, LOL) to buy a hottie, but, WTF, man ?

There is a 3rd option here. We look each other in the eye from across a crowded room and both of us immediately commit sepukku preferring death than sink to such a lowly state.

I’m sure she’s a fine, classy lady but I start to lose a little sexual interest once a girl get’s past 80.

It’s probably just some weird shallow thing that got programmed into me by das juden ein der Lugenpresse.

Well shit, I don’t care if anyone calls me ugly. In other news water is wet and basset hounds have chronic depression.

You call yourself ugly, dumbass. I’ve never seen you.

Not that I give a shit how ugly your are.

I mean, if Nancy is so ugly, but you are uglier…

Is there something you want to get off your chest?

That’s right, make some obscure reference.

You’d do her, and you know it.

Being so ugly and all, as you are.

I mean, she’s a whore, you could pay her, if that helps.

But her usual bidders are probably out of your league.

My chest is weight-free, man.

I’m just giving you shit, man. Lighten up…

Among others.

I feel like there’s something else going on here and it’s starting to get a little weird.

Are you experiencing some sort of crisis?

Nice try, dude.

LOL, no I’m fine, thanks for your concern.

Seriously.

Oh, that makes sense. It’s hard to read verbal cues in written text.

Carry on. I’m going to get into the liquor cabinet and light one up like you suggested.

That’s the spirit, dude. My spirit is genuine Idaho T8R vodka.

It’s hard for you, for sure, with your addled brain, LOL.

Fly on a pile of dog shit, anything else?

I’m not super fond of that word.

I prefer creative euphemisms. It’s not as traumatizing to my delicate sensibilities.

You mean your THC dulled ones?

Come on, man, that was some prime humor on my part.

I got nothing. Yeah. Probably that.