Most Presidents, recognizing that after 8 years the country's sick to death of them, do the decent thing and fade into the background playing golf, doddering here and there, rotting away gracefully in anticipation of a wonderful funeral. But some of these ratchet jawed geezers just won't take a hint. They swan around with their Carter Centers and their Clinton Global Initiatives and poke their noses into North Korea when nobody asked them to or even worse their damned wife starts running for President no doubt to give the poor feeb something to do on all those dark, lonely post Presidential nights. Like fiddle with the football thingy or the interns. It appears that Philadelphia at least has gotten sick of them and is saying so by telling their little codependent enabling proxy to go play in the traffic somewhere.
It couldn't happen to a more irritating bunch of pompous would be dynasts.
If only we could get them to play in the traffic somewhere....
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