Tuesday, September 5, 2017

the last book I ever read (Al Franken, Giant of the Senate by Al Franken, excerpt eight)

from Al Franken, Giant of the Senate by Al Franken:

Reid interrupted. “What kind of jokes are we talking about?”

We all looked at each other, not sure what to say. Reid tried again, looking at his notes. “It says here, ‘Franken made jokes about the Holocaust.’ What does that mean?”

Diane handed our poll to Harry and pointed to the joke we had tested: “I think a bad Hanukkah gift for Anne Frank would have been a drum set.”

I watched Harry closely as he read the joke and then . . . burst out laughing. In fact, he started shaking with laughter. It was a surreal moment, sitting nervously with my consultants, watching Harry Reid convulse in hysterics over the idea of Anne Frank playing drums in the attic. Finally, he turned to me.

I just shrugged.

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