I know it’s hateful, but I was disappointed to see those bodyguards catch her.
It would have been really tragic if she had damaged those ancient steps with her head on the way down.
Right. Or bled on them. Or diarrhea-ed.
Think of all the extra-chromosomed Zikaheads that voted for Hellary. Think of it! And I’m not talking about the busses of homeless driven around to each precinct and plied with booze, crapping in the seats of the busses after voting ten times either. She was the closest to Satan they had.
It’s your neighbors. It’s in the cities. These pod people scare the living shit out of me. Bolshevik screechers.
True enough. But we may siphon off a large portion of the least mental of her voters; those who still recognize competence. Trump is gaining their confidence, I believe.
Can’t wait to see that bitch’s mug after falling on that terrain a few times.
We’ve all heard of Led Zep’s “Stairway To Heaven”, right? Stairs go in two directions, up and down, right? Hellary slipped on the “Stairway To Hell”.
Exactly. Only she thinks it’s Texas.
Very thoughtful of the lovely Silverback Sasquatch Obama to give her hand me down clothes to Hillary.
The Hillaroid appears to be sportin’ a baby bump. Say it ain’t so, Earl!
No it’s just her fat guts.
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