>>”Is her butt bigger ‘n Hitlery’s?”<<
I think on either butt you could get two separate GPS readings.
Imagine this image (if you dare). Her and Hillary stuck in the hallway to the West Wing with Secret Service guys squirting down the walls with KY jelly and Vasoline. Jacks, prybars and forklifts on the way.
“Imagine this image (if you dare). Her and Hillary stuck in the hallway”
Like two ZIP codes caught in an elevator. And imagine a midget in that elevator . . . My daddy always told me, “Son, the air is always different to a midget in a crowded elevator.”