His romantic evening with the masseuse began in Victorian-enough manner; he called the front desk of the Hotel Lucia on Oct. 24, 2006 and asked for a massage. When the masseuse arrived, Gore immediately turned on the global warming, hugging the masseuse a bit too close: "The hug went on a bit long, and I was taken just a bit aback by it," said the masseuse. She also admitted that she didn't protest because Gore "was a VIP and a powerful individual and the Hotel Lucia had made it clear ... that they were giving him 'the royal treatment.'"
Apparently, "royal treatment" at the Hotel Lucia includes thigh massages, as well as angry demands for touching below the waist. Finally, Gore let loose with immortal phraseology, asking the masseuse to "release ... his second chakra there."
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But the masseuse's journey into Al Gore's romantic wonderland continued. As she attempted to back out of the room slowly, Gore leapt to his feet and "wrapped [her] in an inescapable embrace," while caressing her "back and buttocks and breasts." More than the planet had a fever, apparently.
Al Gore? I hadn't heard his name brought up in any of this. Would love to see that arrogant pos get caught up in the shitstorm.
Hey Al, here’s your inconvenient truth.
Came here to post this, you beat me to it!
Al Gore always needs an adjustment. From this Ben Shapiro 2010 article: https://townhall.com/columnists/benshapiro/2010/06/30/gore-come-on,-baby,-release-my-chakra-n1207783
His romantic evening with the masseuse began in Victorian-enough manner; he called the front desk of the Hotel Lucia on Oct. 24, 2006 and asked for a massage. When the masseuse arrived, Gore immediately turned on the global warming, hugging the masseuse a bit too close: "The hug went on a bit long, and I was taken just a bit aback by it," said the masseuse. She also admitted that she didn't protest because Gore "was a VIP and a powerful individual and the Hotel Lucia had made it clear ... that they were giving him 'the royal treatment.'"
Apparently, "royal treatment" at the Hotel Lucia includes thigh massages, as well as angry demands for touching below the waist. Finally, Gore let loose with immortal phraseology, asking the masseuse to "release ... his second chakra there."
(snip)
But the masseuse's journey into Al Gore's romantic wonderland continued. As she attempted to back out of the room slowly, Gore leapt to his feet and "wrapped [her] in an inescapable embrace," while caressing her "back and buttocks and breasts." More than the planet had a fever, apparently.