Except for Michigan and Hawaii, where Trump wins Hillary wins. What that means, I have no idea.
Sanders: Have you seen the size of Hillary’s hands? They’re hu-uge!
Clinton: Shut up you old nerd!
Sanders: And you know what they say about a woman with big hands?
Clinton: They deliver bigger punches? Like the punch I’m going to land on your face?
Sanders: They grab more money from corporate America!
Clinton: Look, Sanders is desperate. He’s a loser. A desperate loser. I’ve never seen such a desperate loser and I’m a Progressive!
Sanders: Listen Lil’ Hil’–that’s what I call her, Lil’ Hil’–listen, I’m sorry they scheduled this debate during your menstrual cycle but try not to get too hysterical.
Clinton: I’m a little old for menstrual cycles, Senator–that shows how little you know about women! And naturally you know nothing about women since you married a fat pig instead! Look at that face! Can you imagine that face as our First Lady? Aagghh!
Sanders: Go fix your make-up, you’re sweating all over the podium. Maybe we can schedule you another disgustingly long bathroom break. In fact, I will cede five minutes of my debate time so Secretary Clinton can take an extra large dump. That’s what a gentleman I am. Chivalry is not dead!
MODERATOR: The question was about free trade deals.