Breakfast the next day was very awkward, Linda, or whatever her name was, was still pissed. "Bernie, ur a rude ass bitch." " fuk you Linda, DONALD WOULDN'T TREAT ME LIKE THIS!" Bernie was enraged. "Fine then, go be with Trump then." Linda was almost crying at this point. "Fine, I will go be with him. I never lyked you anyway, stupid hoe." Bernie said. "How could you say that Bernie! We have 3 kids together!" Linda was now sobbing. " I don't love them, I never did." Bernie said calmly. Linda screamed and ran out of the house, the kids running after her. 'Finally now I can be with my true love, Donald.' Bernie thought. That night, Bernie emailed Donald.
Donald,
Ur r so hawt! I just love your perfect piss-blond hair. I was wondering if you wanted to come to Vermont, and uh, Netflix and Chill. If you know what I mean.;) ;) ( I mean do the Frick frack)
Sincerely, Bernie Sanders.
Bernie sent the email, along with a picture of himself.
