[Zakeet]

Assume the witch comes out loaded and/or tranquilized ... then, add seizure and/or a coughing fit ... caused in part by a power failure from the storm ... that causes her teleprompter to shut down ... and shuts off the stage lights ... toss in chants of "lock her up" ... along with a walk-out ... after a fart-in ... from a bunch that look like and smell like wet sheep ... watch the impassioned pleas for party unity from the podium ... and the mainstream media trying to downplay the Rat problems ... and the entertainment value from Hillary's big night might just be off the chart!

[dp0622]

MSM will still make it sounds like a smash and every MSM outlet will lead with those headlines.

[Diana in Wisconsin]

I'm not going to watch - but I am popping corn!

[BenLurkin]

CASCA.
Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth
Shakes like a thing unfirm? O Cicero,
I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds
Have rived the knotty oaks; and I have seen
Th’ ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam,
To be exalted with the threatening clouds:
But never till tonight, never till now,
Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
Either there is a civil strife in heaven,
Or else the world too saucy with the gods,
Incenses them to send destruction.

CICERO.
Why, saw you anything more wonderful?

CASCA.
A common slave—you’d know him well by sight—
Held up his left hand, which did flame and burn
Like twenty torches join’d, and yet his hand
Not sensible of fire remain’d unscorch’d.
Besides,—I ha’ not since put up my sword,—
Against the Capitol I met a lion,
Who glared upon me, and went surly by,
Without annoying me: and there were drawn
Upon a heap a hundred ghastly women,
Transformed with their fear; who swore they saw
Men, all in fire, walk up and down the streets.
And yesterday the bird of night did sit
Even at noonday upon the marketplace,
Howling and shrieking. When these prodigies
Do so conjointly meet, let not men say
“These are their reasons; they are natural”;
For I believe they are portentous things
Unto the climate that they point upon.

CICERO.
Indeed, it is a strange-disposed time.
But men may construe things after their fashion,
Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.

[Steven Tyler]

Imagine if...

What if a hurracaine katrina level storm hit Philly.
What if all the progressive zombies got locked in the arena.
What if it takes less than 30 minutes for the gimmie thats to turn the arena into a “lord of the flies” zone

[HarleyLady27]

Having lived in the PA Commonwealth, when they send out these warnings: take heed....

This could be another sign that the RATS are going to drown tonight, won't be any media coverage of it as they belong to the RATS also...

Lighting; high winds; hail; heavy rain; flooding...yep that's what we need to drive the RATS back into the bowels of the ‘underground’....

A few lighting bolts wouldn't hurt to punt Philly into utter darkness, the way the town needs to be tonight...

Beware...RATS bite so stay out of the storm drains and sewer systems....

[Sarah Barracuda]

If you throw water on Clinton she yells out “IM MELTING MELTING”

[teacherwoes]

I’m sure the rain/thunderstorms will be blamed on Trump and Russia

[tumblindice]

There was a cankled old lass,
With little balls, made out of brass.
..When they tinkled together
..They played `Stormy Weather’
And lightning shot out of her ***.

[BigEdLB]

Escape from Philadelphia!

[lightman]

Tune = “You’re a Mean One, Mister Grinch”

You’re a mean one, Hil-la-ry.
You left Chris Stevens to die.
When Muslims took Bengazhi
You went off to catch shut -eye,
Hiillary!

You’re a top advisor
Who’s really a spy.

You’re a monster, Hil-la-ry.
You defied our policy
Using unncrtypted emails
Compromised security
Hil-lar-ry!

I wouldn’t trust you
With a sixty-four bit encryption key.

You’re a foul one, Hil-la-ry.
‘Nabling sex predator Bill
Stain a blue dress in the office
Have a cigar for a thrill
Hil-la-ry.

Given the choice between the two of you I’d take Humma for a chill.

You’re a vile one, Hil-la-ry.
You’r a nasty wasty skank.
You run down Juanita Broaddrick,
and put down Kathleen Wiley
Hil-la-ry!

The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
“Stink, stunk, stank”!

You’re a rotter, Hil-la-ry.
You’re the queen of sinful sots
You’re heart’s filled with a trinity
of me, myself, I gots
Hil-la-ry!

Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

You nauseate us, Hil-la-ry
And you disenfrachise us
Who were Bernie Sanders boosters
Bumpted by superdelegates
Hil-la-ry!

You’re a three-decker insider
esablisment sandwich,
With Rinocrat sauce!

[polymuser]

Don’t forget the tranny show, the pot haze, the gay action in the bathrooms and the discounted baby parts table.

[Fireone]

Also, rumors that a group is going to make a citizen’s arrest, during her acceptance speech. This ought to be good!

[COBOL2Java]

Huma: "Hill! It's time! Get on stage!

Hillary: "Jesh' one more!"

[beethovenfan]

Here’s hoping she has a 10 minute coughing fit.

[stillfree?]

As with the case of her cough, I often wonder if God is intervening. Amen.

[Solson]

God’s hand is waving....

[Revel]

The Lord seen some sinning and it gave Him pain
And He says, “Stand back, I’m going to make it rain”