"Sometimes reading the news makes my blood boil," Francine says, looking up from Jake's computer in the corner of his crowded with stuff bedroom.
"What happened now?' Jake says, while waving an old black shoestring in front of the cats in the doorway.
"Well, not that it's a surprise, but it's official now that the primaries are over: Dick has the Republican nomination and Polipo the Democratic one. So people get to choose between a fascist soft drink vending machine and a corrupt spineless putz for president. Either way we lose."
"What about third parties?" Jake says, as Monique lunges at the string.
"Ha! As much as I'd like to see a Libertarian president or anybody who's not a R or a D win, I think it's more likely that the Whigs would come back from the dead and win since everyone loves zombies nowadays. In fact, most people in America must be zombies, because otherwise I don't understand how the entire primary process could have yielded these two dunderheads."
"Well, it's fixed, right? Isn't that what you always tell me?"
"Well, it's either believe that or believe the vast majority of people are incredibly stupid. Aargh! It makes me so angry. I must breathe deeply to calm down."
"Ha! You remind me of Speller B."
"Speller B?"
"The wrestler."
"Oh, right, the wrestler. I should have guessed he was a wrestler. Well, what about him?"
"The new storyline has him attending anger management classes because he has anger issues. So, lately, they've been having his opponents taunt him and try to tick him off so he'll blow his cool and do something stupid to lose the match like get disqualified or distracted enough that he can be pinned easily. So he tries to calm down by breathing deeply or imagining himself in a peaceful place."
"Does it work?"
"No, he always freaks out and loses the match. It's funny."
"I'm glad the suffering of others is entertaining for you and other wrestling fans."
"That's what makes it such a beautiful sport. Do you want to bat at the string too? The cats seem to find it mesmerizing. Maybe that would help you calm down."
Francine gets up from the computer, "I can think of something else that might relax me more."
"You have a dirty mind, my Dear."
"I was thinking of going for a walk since it's such a nice sunny day, but that would work too."
"OK, I have the dirty mind."
"I don't mind."
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