Posted on 11/05/2001 2:08:28 PM PST by truther
Interns will answer phones, (Hi, this is Bill. You know, President of the United States) take requests,(I'd like you to come over to my Presidential Library and do some research on the decelleration of fluid particulate matter due to gravitational pull) and follow through on such requests(Well hello Ms. Bender, please change into your lab coat, and don't forget the knee pads).
Miss Lincoln, I suggest you consider the security of your bra and panties before accepting this position of being a bastard rapist Clinton intern. Good luck.
Lucky for her. Now she won't have to purchase steel reinforced undergarments.
Apparently she decided the job was not for her when the interviewer asked her to flash her thong.
He may not have visited the office, but he uses Harlem for photo ops. Here's an account of his recent efforts on behalf of mayoral candidate Mark Green:
Mr. Green, meanwhile, was up on 110th Street on the borders of Harlem having lunch and suckling at the fount of former president Bill Clinton's charisma. The two met at Miss Mamie's Spoonbread Homecooking To Stay or Go, and this time there was a crowd of actual voters jostling the media camp. "Yo! Bill!" they called out, leaving no doubt whatsoever who could have been the mayor of New York if only he had listened to the local political matchmakers nine months ago. Mr. Clinton, flushed to contentment with fried chicken, greens and gravy, insisted on bringing Miss Mamie to the podium. The crowd "yo'd" and "Bill'd" in joyous recognition of Mr. Clinton's ever-ready recognition of them. For a moment, it looked like a campaign trail.
The shorter fellow with the thick white hair like Mr. Clinton's but a look as pinched as Mr. Clinton's is expansive hovered just behind as if waiting to be introduced.
"Well, that was a wonderful lunch," said Mr. Clinton, placing an arm around Miss Mamie. "You know how I especially like that home cooking." Then he went on to explain why he was wearing a garish green kipper tie. It was "a subtle hint" to show his support for the man who was waiting to be introduced, Mark Green.
"I bought it on a shopping trip with my daughter Chelsea," drawled the old pro of the hustings. "We figured it would be just right for the day I endorse Mark Green for mayor. And then I can wear it again next St. Patrick's Day, when Mayor Green will be pretending he is Irish."
How the crowd roared, and how Mr. Green cringed. Mr. Green and Mr. Bloomberg are born-and-bred New York Jews: Mr. Green, a scion of the Upper West Side liberal establishment, and Mr. Bloomberg of the Wall Street Strivers. The blacks and Hispanics of Harlem have long had their political problems with both powerful groups, but this year it is Mr. Green getting the un-Bloomberg vote. entire article.
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The cheap bastard!!!
Kinda reminds me of the parents who would scratch and claw to get their 12-year old kids to spend the night with Michael Jackson...
Slick Willie's gonna wish he had some once his fellow inmates get a load of the EX-Rapist-in-Chief's pasty white thighs and minimal resistance to their sexual advances!!
Quite Sincerely...MUD
LOL...MUD
Ain't that the truth. The top of their heads maybe, but definitely not their faces.
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