The second we saw this image at Heeb, we just started vomiting jokes. So here are a few scripts we thought could go along with this. Feel free to play along in the comments.
Hu: Did you just pass gas?
Kissinger: That is not an American concern.
Hu: Knock knock.
Kissinger: Hu’s there.
Both Simultaneously: You people all look the same to me!
Kissinger: I love your peoples’ food, but it goes right through me.
Hu: How does that work since you shit out your mouth?
Kissinger: I wrote you a poem. “Mao is the winter of our discontent…”