[DainBramage]

When Hillary tossed her bra onto the fire the material the flames began to get out of control.

The material had soaked up years of fat, sweat, and skin cells which combusted into a foul smelly mushroom cloud.

In the distance the fire alarm sounded as people began to call and report the confligration.

[GluteusMax]

Hillary felt a familiar presence behind her and turned to see General Janet standing behind her. The reflection from the flames could be seen in her large glasses. She had a far away look in her eyes and seemed entranced by the fire. She was softly mumbling something that sounded like “Burn babies burn” and “Molech” or something like that.

“Janet, what are you doing here?” queried Hillary as she turned to face the older woman.

“Oh, with the breeze blowing I see we’ve burned our bra young lady.” Janet said as she stared at Hillary’s blouse.

“Oh, anyway, I’m here responding to a personal ad. He’s a younger man, and he really wanted to meet me after we exchanged pictures. He says he really is attracted to women like me. As you well know, this is unusual for me, but heck, I’ll try anything once.”

With that, Janet started looking around the park and said “There he is Hillary! The portly young man with the exceptionally large lower lip and the binoculars. He’s been looking for me I guess.”