Then Iâ€™m chatting with W on the Capitol Subway and we get attacked by Ninjas. I didnâ€™t even know that I knew karate.
CL: Karl, Iâ€™m just a blogger who works for the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy sometimes. How the hell do you expect me to help you?
KR: CL. I need to know who I really am?
CL: Well this is Northern Californiaâ€¦.Perhaps we can find a New Age cult that can help you.
KR: Youâ€™re a truly Great American CL.
The sound of helicopters is heard above the house. KR looks out the window and spots four black helicopters. He motions for CL to run to the garage and hop in the car. CL protests that he has to get Mrs. CL first.
Suddenly Mrs. CL comes out of the master bedroom in her nightgown. Sheâ€™s carrying an anti-tank weapon that she mounts on the deck as she calmly shoots down all four helicopters. She then waves CL and KR towards the car and tells them to go without her.
KR: That was pretty impressive CL.
CL: Thatâ€™s why I warned you not to wake my wife up. You should have seen what happened to our neighbor who used to run his leaf blower every weekend. Anyway, I guess she can take care of herself while weâ€™re gone.
KR: I sure wouldnâ€™t want to fight with a wife like that.
CL: Last week, she said she wanted to vote for Hillary. I didnâ€™t say a thing.
KR: Hillaryâ€™s not so bad. People just need to listen to what she really has to say.
CL: Karl, are you all right?
KR: Sure. All things considered. Why do you ask?
CL: Iâ€™ve never heard you talk that way about Hillary before.
KR: Who? What?
CL and KR drive to Nevada.
KR: Why are we going here? Did you win one of those four night two day free stays? If you did. I wouldnâ€™t take the bait. Most of them are scams.
CL: Weâ€™re going back to your past Karl.
KR: What do you mean?
CL: A couple weeks ago, I realized something. No oneâ€™s ever seen your birth certificate.
KR: You mean my real name might not be Karl Christian Rove and I maybe wasnâ€™t born on Christmas Day 1950?
CL: You think maybe the middle name Christian might have been a clue?