Dagwood: Well, it's over. Donald Trump is President-elect and Hillary Clinton is billed as a victim of Russian interference. I see you didn't garner any official votes. What say you?
Bigfoot: *Sigh* People wanted me in their hearts, but they tried to vote with their heads instead. See what happened?
Dagwood: What do you think of the upcoming Trump presidency?
Bigfoot: I love the circus. Especially the clowns.
Dagwood: Ok. Are you interested in any cabinet positions should The Donald extend an olive branch to you?
Bigfoot: Nah, I want the whole enchilada. Unlike Hillary, if I can't get the top spot, I won't settle for half of it.
Dagwood: Will you run again in 2020?
Bigfoot: Is hindsight 20/70?! Of course!
Dagwood: What will you do differently in the next election that you didn't do this time?
Bigfoot: Facebook and Twitter. Clearly Blogger sucks. That's what I get for listening to a Dodo.
Dagwood: Aren't those extinct?
Bigfoot: I was referring to my lawyer.
Dagwood: Oh. Well. Any thoughts on how you will challenge incumbent Trump?
Bigfoot: Sure! Let's see how long he can go without showering! I'm covered in fleas and flies, but I'm still ticking!
Dagwood: I meant on issues and leadership.
Bigfoot: Hey, it takes somebody with real iron will to stand the kind of stench I produce. I can take all the ugliness and stink Washington, D.C. can throw at me, because that's the only thing uglier and smellier than me. It remains to be seen what The Donald can take.
Dagwood: Any other thoughts?
Bigfoot: Yeah, where can I find a trophy wife like Melania? Slovenia is kind of a small country. I don't suppose she's got a sister?
Dagwood: What about your current wife?
Bigfoot: Oh, no, the trophy wife is just for show. Gets all the dander up on the liberals. My wife will probably employ her as official White Housekeeper or something.
Dagwood: Anything else, big guy?
Bigfoot: 2020 baby! Just win!
