Al Gore and his wife, Tipper, were invited to a swanky
masked Halloween Party. His wife got a terrible headache
and told Al to go to the party alone. Al, being a devoted
husband, protested, but his wife argued and said she
was going to take some aspirin and go to bed, and there
was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going.
So Al took his costume and away he went.

His wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour,
awakened without pain, and as it was still early,
she decided to go to the party. Since Al did
not know what her costume was, she thought she would
have some fun by watching Al to see how he acted when
she was not with him.

She joined the party and soon spotted Al cavorting
around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice
chick he could, and copping a little feel here and a
little kiss there. His wife sidled up to him, and being
a rather seductive babe herself, Al left his partner
high and dry and devoted his time to the new stuff
that had just arrived.

She let Al go as far as he wished; naturally, since
he was her husband. Finally Al whispered a little
proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they
went to one of the cars and had a little bang.

Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away
and went home and put the costume away and got into bed,
wondering what kind of explanation Al would make for
his behavior.

She was sitting up reading when Al came in and asked
what kind of a time he had. Al said, "Oh, the same
old thing. You know I never have a good time when
you're not there."

Then she asked, "Did you dance much?"

Al replied, "I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance.
When I got there, I met Larry Flint, Janet Reno, and
some other guys, so we went into the den and played
poker all evening. But I'll tell you... I loaned my
costume to Bill and he told me he had a great time!"