Hillary Clinton, under pressure for not holding a press conference for nearly 280 days, was peppered on Monday with questions like, “How was your Labor Day weekend?”; “Are you ready?”; and “Do you have a Labor Day message?”
This makes me angry. I paid that reporter $50 to ask her name, quest, and favorite color.
Just asking the questions her die hard supporters want to know.
What?? Nothing about her grandchild or her yoga classes? Reporters invited on the plane finally got their chance to ask what the A.G. of the U.S.would talk about while chatting on a plane and they blew it.
“If you were a triage, what kind of triage would you be?”
“Barbara Boxers or lawyers’ briefs?”
“Ms. Clinton, Ms. Clinton! Over here!”
“Yes?”
“Why do you think Oppo can’t do a better job of crafting these stray ideas into a coherent joke?”
Hillary Clinton
in:
Janus Blonde
Licensed to Kill
as:
“Doctor??? No!”
by:
I Am Phlegmming
“Do you expect me to talk?”
“No, Ms. Clinton: I expect you to lie!”