Over a few (several) glasses of Chardonnay and in between Botox treatments she blabbers about Obama’s socialism.
As the bartender Jake expresses his feelings on the public option.
(in between his cackles, his limp and adjustments of his Kramer hair)
He wonders if the working man will ever get his day.
As she wonders if she will still get over compensated from the healthcare industry next year.
She declares, “You are a bunch of fucking Democrats!”
Oh, you poor little rich bitch, how dare you are not allowed to make a profit on the sick and dying.
S. L. Ehrisman (c) 12/26/10