On his radio program the next day, talk-show host Rush Limbaugh attacked Flake. “She spends three thousand dollars a year on beer,” he roared. “What does that make her? It makes her a souse, right? It makes her a drunken sot.”
Outrage ensued. Within days, after Obama had called Flake personally and invited her to the Oval Office for a few beers, Limbaugh apologized.
The old gang met at the Tune Inn when it was all over, smiles and beers brimming all around. The crowd was raucous, every table was packed. There was no quiet corner to be found. The mood was festive.
“Great job, guys,” said the lawyer. “Great job.” Shy grins and raised glasses greeted his accolade.
The bill came – $187.65.
He flashed his ObamaCare card at the waiter, who scanned it and handed him a receipt. “Guys,” he said, his bright eyes sweeping the table, “Guys — next time we’re gonna do cocaine.”
“Hey, thanks for the tip,” said the waitress.