[justlurking]

More excuses to avoid the elephant in the room.

Clinton was simply a terrible candidate. She's an abhorrent person that most people wouldn't give the time of day. She's about as authentic as astroturf. Her "empathy" is as fake as a DDD-sized silcone implant.

Hillary is the living embodiment of the joke about having to tie a bone around the neck of a child so the dog will play with her. The only difference is her "bone" was the hope that her various hanger-on's could ride her coattails to power and influence in the federal government.

If she would ever sit in front of a psychiatrist for more than a few minutes, she would immediately be diagnosed with several different personality disorders.

With any hope, she will disappear forever. I'll be happy if I never hear the Clinton (or Bush) name again.

[poconopundit]

Well, here's one who does want to hear the name of Clinton again. But only when she is forced to live in the place these guys call home -- somewhere in Central America.

For instance, Haiti might be a good place for Hillary to do her time. I hear the locals have strong feelings for her after the exemplary job she did diverting millions in earthquake charity money into the hands of her own pockets and those of her crooked friends.

[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!