[TaRaRaBoomDeAyGoreLostToday!]

The lying witch is suddenly bashing, (sometimes she fakes class) cause she has to sell every last one of her hidious books. It is a given, but I will say it anyway...

BOYCOTT HILLARY'S BOOK, "LIVING HISTORY." DON'T BE TRICKED INTO BUYING IT CAUSE HER P.R. PEOPLE HINT SHE 'MAY' DISCUSS KILLING VINCE, OR FESS UP TO FILEGATE, CHINAGATE... OR SOMETHING!

They are trying to seel this hideous book as a tabloid as it is the only way it will sell.

[Peach]

We all know the book will be a re-write of history.

We need to hammer home the fact that her husband pardoned Puerto Rican terrorists who had killed many people in this country, all in an effort to garner that constituencies votes for Hillary.

It stank in 2000 when Clinton gave the pardons, but will really have a stench in a post 9/11 world.

[longtermmemmory]

it was never intented to sell to be read.

The book is a cover/camoflage for a 2-6 million campaign contribution.

The book will be sold at face value to generate "contributions."

is it available on the internet ebook format yet?

[Ferret Fawcet]

This book will reveal NOTHING of consequence!

QUESTIONER:
Uh, welcome to the Grand Jury, Mrs. Clinton. How are you?

MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry. I don't recall.

QUESTIONER:
How's the book tour?

MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry, I don't recall.

QUESTIONER:
Uh, well let's get started.
[singing]
Try to remember when you were a member
Of Rose Lawfirm and worked Whitewater.

MRS. CLINTON:
[singing]
I don't remember that big money launder.
I was, um, baking cookies for my daughter.

QUESTIONER:
But Mrs. Clinton,
[singing]
Don't you remember that illegal tender
And your shady friend that McDougal fellow?

MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry,
[singing]
I can't remember; my brain's in a blender.
It's Jell-o!

QUESTIONER:
Ha ha, that's pretty good.

MRS. CLINTON:
Could we get on with this, please? I, I have to get back to my book tour.

QUESTIONER:
Okay, Mrs. Clinton, try to remember--and don't blame your gender--
[singing]
For missing all this high corruption.

MRS. CLINTON:
Well, excuse me,
[singing]
I don't remember--and don't blame my gender.
I'm not just some bimbo irruption.

QUESTIONER:
Uh uh, well, no, I didn't mean to imply that, but, but,

[singing]
Come next November your Bill the big spender
Could come to his end for this peccadillo.

MRS. CLINTON:
Well, I don't think so, because
[singing]
I can't remember; my brain's in a blender.
It's Jell-o! ["Jell-o" echoing four times]

QUESTIONER:
Uh, are you getting tired? Would you like to recess?

MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry, I don't recall.

QUESTIONER:
[quickly]
Who's president of the United States?

MRS. CLINTON:
Uh, I'm not sure I can remember that.

QUESTIONER:
This is very troubling.

MRS. CLINTON:
Well, pardon me.

QUESTIONER:
Oh, your husband could do that.

(Courtesy of Rush Limbaugh productions)