Hey, Claire McCaskill

Hey, you, Claire McCaskill. I feel so cheap and used. You used to call me all the time. Morning, noon and night. You called when I was sleeping, eating, working, reading and watching TV. I understand that you needed my support at a critical time in your life, but it was really kind of creepy. It was like you were stalking me. In fact, the calls seemed like they were prerecorded. Weird. You even had your friends — Bill Clinton, Jesse Jackson and the Missouri Democratic Party — call me. Then one day, the calls stopped. You had your way with me, and I never heard from you again. Someone told me you moved to Washington, D.C. Well, something tells me you’ll come crawling back. It may be six years from now, but you’ll be back. Just no more harassing phone calls. That’s no way to get my support.

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