Works like this: I feed you Moon Nukers a straight line, and you hit me with a punch line in the comments.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
Works like this: I feed you Moon Nukers a straight line, and you hit me with a punch line in the comments.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
…a Soros welcome wagon.
…an escort for Bill to keep him from hitting on Huma.
…a warm glass of milk and a nap.
…Leslie Jones and Kate McKinnon to keep the ghosts of Chris Stevens, Vince Foster et alia from interfering.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
the fresh blood of a virgin sacrifice.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
being introduced to the Stones’ Sympathy for the Devil.
a compliant audience.
money, cash. Small unmarked non-sequential bills.
…$250K – minimum.
… in small, unmarked bills.
She’s already got a small, unmarked Bill.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
a sit down with the local Mafia Capo.
a cackle check of the sound system.
a piece of the organizers soul.
…cackle check… Brilliant!!1!1!
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
her script writers coming up with some fresh lies for the media to ignore.
a rope square to keep out anyone with a subpoena or an arrest warrant.
Bill meeting that particular state’s AG beforehand to pay them off if necessary.
the people behind her staying awake.
…releasing the winged monkeys.
…staged photo ops.
…bloviating.
…a private landing strip for her broom…
…”lawyers, guns and money”…
…being played on and off stage by “The Flight of the Valkyries”..
. . . taking a jump to her left, then a step to her right . . .
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
hunting wabbits!
checking the obits for new voters.
showing up despite the wishes of the local populace.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
braaaaaaaaiiiiiiiinnnnnnssssssss………………….
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
there being a duplicate key to the strawberry locker.
you wanting her on the wall, you needing her on that wall.
being ready for her close-up Mr. De Mille.
…replacing all the brown M&Ms with brown children.
…all attendees signing a Do Not Resuscitate form in case they somehow offend her.
…showing off her butt tattoo, “FREEDOMS”, and reminding everyone they have to kiss one, or the other goodbye.
arriving in her Estrogen Horse.
photo IDs from attendees who support her anti-voter-ID stance.
caterers to provide plenty of baksheesh kabob.
… checking for listening devices.
fresh blood from a fetus sacrifice
at least 50% of her props be agit.
the FBI records and IRS history of the cute girl in the front row.
…a comfy chair. Pay no attention to the Grand Inquisitor behind her…
…a shrubbery.
…not to be taunted a second time.
A coffin, half-filled with earth from her home country. That, or she gets very tired and irritable toward the end of the day.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
… unfettered access to the local Hell gate.
… 2 dozen aborted fetuses
a taqiyya tape parade.
a bad-ticker-type parade.
…hookers and blow.
being told if …
… the town has chosen the form of its destructor.
… the person offering her the key to the city is the Keymaster.
…. they support the idea of Zuul vouchers.
being told what town she is in; and what state; and what year it is; and what accent they use in these parts. And where her assistant is with her g****** bottle of Courvoisier.
… total Seacrest-y.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
…no Irish!
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
keeping the engine running while she “Cases the joint”.
This is weird… at every campaign stop, Hillary insists on…
howling at the moon and scratching behind her ear with her foot.
..someone behind her who looks like a video game character, so she can appeal to the young folks. (Unfortunately, “Mario” turned out to be the father of the terrorist she was trying to pretend sympathy against)
A stunt double, so there’s no more of those “Help an old lady up the stairs” photos.
Open bar hospitality suites for every liberal media outlet. All you can buffet too!! And a spa day !!! And handouts of the story to file with little or no sleep tomorrow !! #WIN/WIN
. . . getting directions to the nearest liquor store.