One more thing?

"I am so glad I am here with you Robert." 
"That's nice Pat. But you should know I am not into the fish taco." 
"Well this is 1972 Robert. We can order what ever you want." 
"This is San Fransisco Pat. What do you think I want?" 
"Oh. Sausage?" 
"Yes. And one more thing." 
"Yes. What can I do for you?" 
"Please stop touching my tits."

Whose that girl?

She was famous for pretending she was dating Martin Luther King but in fact she really liked the fish taco. She just didn't monkey around.

A white blue eyed soul singer who a bunch of hits in the 1960's she was ahead of her times. Or gave head ahead of her times. Or something.

Anyway whose that girl?

First ladies lesbian lover died heartbroken and alone!

Eleanor Roosevelt’s ‘mistress’ died heartbroken and alone 

By Brooke Hauser New York Post October 23, 2016

They called each other “darling,” “dear one” and “heart.” They told each other “je t’aime” and “j’adore,” and wrote more than 3,000 letters to one another.

No not Hillary and Huma. 

“All day I’ve thought of you . . . Oh! I want to put my arms around you, I ache to hold you close,” the normally reserved Eleanor Roosevelt wrote in March of 1933 to her beloved. No, not her husband, President Franklin Delano Roosevelt, but a brilliant, bourbon-drinking, cigarette-smoking Associated Press reporter named Lorena Hickok, or Hick.

Their romance is at the center of Susan Quinn’s engrossing double biography, “Eleanor and Hick: The Love Affair That Shaped a First Lady.”

While Quinn is not the first to tell the tale of Eleanor and Hick, she brings new depth to their epic, three-decade-long love story.