The woods around Chappaqua have been filled
with screaming and blame-tossing for the last four months as Granny Clinton
searched for how it all went wrong. The unfortunate locals who wandered those forlorn
acres have been terrorized by ominous piles of rocks and sinister twig figures
reminiscent of The Blair Witch Project.
Speaking at a St. Patrick’s Day event in Scranton the sore loser said,
“So, I was thinking, like OK, what do we do?
You know, walk in the woods. You know
you can only do so much of that. I’m ready to come out of the woods.”
The trees said, “Oh thank God. She never shuts up!”
I
blame Hansel and Gretel for leaving a trail of breadcrumbs for her to follow.
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