So it comes down to this: The People of a Democratic persuasion have picked their champion, but this ego-greedy old crone is still grasping and preening and picking at the carcass of the United States! It is like the bird that picks the goodies from the mouth of the alligator, but the lizard is dead, dear lady, DEAD!
You want “information” about non-existent Rezko dealings? Are you prepared to go over Whitewater again, m’Lady? Mmm hmm?
You’re safer at 3 in the morning because Hillary rolls over and there is Bill who’s gotten off who knows how with who knows whom recently, not as commander in chief but as lecher in chief, mmm hmm? Is that safety, m’Lady? You don’t need a red phone, you need a phone with porn numbers or something, call up the hookers 24/7 for old Bill, y’know?
Meanwhile, Barack and Michele are the spitting image of Chastity to return virtue to our youth, who are dissipated. The choice is obvious. And every time I see Hillary’s fuckin’ mug on the screen I want to scream my lungs out in frustration and terror. Those perky cheeks moving beneath those Orbs of Dishonesty! Who the fuck do you think you’re fooling, you wretched old hag, discarded by Bill long ago as an object of sexual fulfillment, rejected by the nation already Under One God, Indivisible?!
She cannot be the first woman president if she’s not a woman, right? Like no fuckin’ duh, people! I don’t mean to get too sexual about it or objectify her, but Am I Hot Or Not? Vote “NOT” or it’s scary times in the sack–can you even imagine that shit?
The No. 1 thing is that we need to defeat McCain. Fuck, he looks more like a woman, albeit an old lady, than fucking Hillary! He’s got those uncertain jowls, the demasculinized mantits and all that shit. Can this fucking moron even read off a teleprompter without his eyes bugging out like he’s a frog being squeezed by an autistic teen? It boggles the fuckin’ mind, people!
This is the loser, the Bush Fuckin’-Redux, who requires full crushage in November, and we’ve got to get on the ball–wouldn’t you say that’s a fair statement? This is the dude who listens to K-Tel records and makes the songs about bombing foreign nations. This fucker is a nut with a Cialis hardon for warfare! We gotta defeat that shit, people!
So Hillary managing her cameltoe in her poly pantsuits, you know, Vagisil and all that shit, ain’t gonna cut the mustard, people! We’ve got our candidate–Obama–and he is poised to kick that elderly shit clear back to Nam or Panama or wherethefuckever, got it?! YES, we fucking can, but we gotta clear the decks of Lady McBeth and get this nation on a path, y’know?
So Hillary, give it the fuck up! Get the fuck off the stage, your day and Bill’s is OVER OVER I’ll be fucked if it’s not OVER!