Manhattan Offender

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Rod just woke up from a dream. He was sitting in a home being constructed for Bill and Hillary Clinton.  We sat on the porch and these large vivid birds soared through the air, like what you would find in a Chinese watercolor.  I turned to them and said, "When I'm old and have dementia, I want to see things like this every day."  Bill laughed while Hillary nodded her head.

Hillary needs you to be her bra

Hillary needs your support. 
She wants you to help lift and separate. 

So send her a message at hillaryclinton.com.  (Mine is post-jump.)

(Best line of the day though goes to Maureen Dowd:  "If Hillary could not have an acceptance speech, she wasn’t going to have acceptance.")

Harriet Christian is every Manhattan Hillary Clinton supporter

You thought the remaining Hillary Clinton dingleberries were all rural, lesser-educated folk?  Wrong!  Turns out they are in the line in front of you at Gristede's, reading over your shoulder on the subway, and fighting with the cab driver .  Meet Harriet Christian.  Granted, you probably already know her.

Full size post-jump.
Via Fire Dog Lake via Wonkette.

Please, Pennsylvania, Please: Put an end to the Hillarity

"Are you sure no one can hear you?"
"Certain, Bill.  I told the guys I needed some privacy."
"Still don't know their names, huh?"
"Of course I ... Okay, no, I don't know their names.  What's up, Bill?"
"Well, remember the promise?"
"Of course I do."
"So if we don't win tonight, we can end this."
"We're going to win, so it's a moot point."
"Just in case though, I've already found an apartment down in DC."
"No one can know about that."
"Don't worry, I said it was for Chelsea."
"Speaking of which, did you talk to her about getting engaged?  It'd boost my positives.  People would love a White House wedding."
"She sort of saw through me.  Totally knew you put me up to it."
"Damn."
"Okay, Hilllary.  I guess I'll see you back at the hotel."
"I'll stop by your room and pick you up for the party."

Picture via NY Times.

Lost in translation, Queens local paper evokes a truth