September 29, 2007

Okay, I bought a ticket to the Big Dog lottery.

bill clinton I miss Bill. I really do. I miss his silvery Rhodes Scholar ass. I miss the way he had thoughts in his head and how he didn’t plunge us into war all the time. You know, and that cute way he had of not turning America’s name to shit around the world, that was the best.

Anyway … when Hillary decided to raffle him off, I couldn’t resist. So I bought a ticket in the “Win a Debate Date with Bill” lottery — even though I would have to share him (and a big bowl of chips) with 5 “others.” What will we talk about? Keeping gods out of government of course! and that silly little way he bites his lip when he’s leading the free world … misty dissolve.

… Oh yeah, and how I think Hillary should be Madame POTUS. Want to buy your own chance on Bill? Contribute here before the Sunday’s FEC 3rd quarter fundraising deadline.

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