I saw this picture and it reminded me of when she came off the plane wearing this outfit. I could only think of a line from a beloved special that airs the end of October every year……….

“And once a year, The Great Pumpkin rises from the pumpkin patch and gives toys to all the good little boys and girls……”

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AMERICAN PERFECTIONN, the Hillary Clinton Story, picks up a good book and closes the door to get some privacy for… (I can’t believe it’s sunk this low) “Hillary’s Bowel Movement”!

Rated “R” for Clintonian delayed digestion –related subject matter

“Nnnnnnnnn…oooooooofff…”

Standing with folded arms on the other side of the door marked “M”, wearing identical black suits and sunglasses, Martin Bormann and Joe Friday glanced briefly at each other. The two bodyguards could hear the muffled straining from within of America’s Inevitable Next President:

“Gnnnnnnnrrrr…”

“Herr Gott, vat is it she iz she doing?” muttered Bormann. “Giffing birth?”

“Don’t sound too pretty, does it?” said Joe.

“Gnnnnnrrrrr…gnnnnrrrrrrr…”

“She’s been in zere fur ages” tutted Bormann. “Ach, she gets zo bound up; id’s not healthy”.

“It’s all on account of her diet, see?” said Joe. “She needs lots more roughage; grains and vegetables and stuff”.

“Oooorrrrrrr…”

“Vat are you, ein nutritionist or somezing? I zay its psychological; alles im der kopf”.

“And who are you, Dr Freud?” snapped Joe Friday.

“Nein, for serious!” exclaimed Bormann, warming to his theme. “Ein klassic anal personality; her instinct iz to control, to dominate, to take pozession and, vunce having taken, neffer to release. Zimple, ja?”

“And that’s why she’s constipated?”

“Sure – vy not?”

“Oooooffffff…”

“Because it’s her diet, that’s why”.

“Und I zay it’s because she iz mental!”

“Diet!”

“Mental!”

“Gnnnnrrrrrr…gnnnnnnnnnnrrrrr”.

The furious bodyguards glared at each other; their twitching hands edged toward their holstered weapons…

“Don’d make me do zis, Joe” warned Bormann.

“Then back off, Stuka Boy” glared Friday.

“Hi fellas” said Hillary, opening the door. “Problem?”

“Nein, mein Fuhrer” said Bormann, sliding the Walther back into its holster. “Alles gut”.

“Yeah” echoed Friday. “We’re just…fine”.

“Good” said Hillary, bending over. “Now; who wants to wipe me?”

Here now, have a cookie. (pat, pat, pat)

Or does this mean we can in a bipartisan way, finally admit that the NK government is a bunch of mean backstabbing bullys who cannot be trusted in any agreement.

Really?

Isn’t Thuderbutt the smartest woman in the world now?

“Sometimes she looks like a primary school girl and sometimes like a pensioner going shopping.”

Ouch……….that hurt!!