What'll be? Hemorrhoids or chlamydia?
Hillary just won't go away. The annoying itching irritation that arises whenever she voices another misinformed, misguided, miscreant opinion is enough to make a soul grab a scalpel and slice off the offending body part.
Thank the Lord for the mute button on remote control devices else my ears would have been gone years ago.
Certain dread diseases are not curable. They might go away for a while but eventually they come back with ugly pus-filled sores that itch, fester and ooze. They're painful and embarrassing.
Hillary Clinton is like that.
Just when we thought she'd gone away, she's flaring up worse than ever. She has a new book out, for which she's started tours. You have to pay money to come to the book tour to hear her pitch this book that she wants you to pay money to buy to read about what a generous person she is.
There are no creams, salves or ointments that can cure the the case of Hillaritis that afflicts the nation's tender political bits. America will scratch itself raw before she finally utters her final self-aggrandizing "Ohhhhh, what a world, what a world!" and disappears in a foul cloud of disappointed ambition. And just like Oz's Wicked Witch, even her army of flying monkeys has had their fill of her. Time to move on and select another socialist loser.
We shouldn't be surprised. This is the woman who was charging public universities and charities a quarter million for one-hour speeches.
This book — her latest vehicle for monetizing the American political system — is about how she was humiliated by an amateur in the last election. It's called "What Happened."
Everyone else already knows what happened. The Dems nominated a selfish and charmless candidate who ran an abysmal campaign.
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