Just popping in to check on the latest news.
Oh, I see that story about me constantly changing my mind is out. Those big poopy-heads.
Well, whad'ya expect? I'm PMS'ing. Good golly Miss Molly. How can you trust anyhing that bleeds for a week but don't die?
DAMN YOU MEN!!! You have it so easy. You get to go on through life all bowling, golfing, all that fun stuff without having to worry about where the nearest bathroom is.
But there are plenty of bathrooms in the White House. Trust me. I know. I've used them all. Too bad that sonuva- Well, I wish Bill would have maybe thought about stepping in to one instead of standing out there in the hall like that. So embarrasing.
Of course, he would still have had to explain why that
Well, I better go find the bathroom. I have some things to take care of and some thinking to do. Ta-Ta!!!
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Not one of my more flattering pictures. Damn poparazzi.
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