After lebenty zillion “me, me, me, I, me, myself, I me, mine, me, I ,I ,I,” he FINALLY manages to utter a “you.”
A pathetic, whiny man-child to the very end.
I just hope and pray he doesn't fall off his tricycle
as he's ticking off his (ahem) "accomplishments."
posted on 01/02/2017 1:51:45 PM PST
(The Clintons' embracing humanitarian relief is like the Sopranos' embracing waste mgmt.)
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