Dear
Mr. President
Okay,
so Bill couldn't legally run for president
but he could be the vice-president part
of, say, a Fiorina/Clinton ticket. However,
shortly after the inevitable victory President
Carly would suffer a debilitating, incumbancy-ending
neck injury after accidentally 'falling'
on Bill's penis while she was underneath
his desk looking for a pearl necklace to
go along with her golden parachute.
Then
Bill would take control of the White House
and make Donald Trump his VP, ensuring
we'd never hear from that braying jackass
ever again.
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The 'net is a funny place.
The day after this 'toon appeared I posted
it on a well-known,
highly-trafficked progressive web site,
titling it "The Hillary Killer".
The users there hated it. HATED IT. I've
been drawing these silly comics for eight
years
and
I have NEVER been exposed to the level
of venon expressed at my handiwork before.
I loved it.
Mainly because I believe that they
entirely missed my point. They saw the
image, and title, as an attack on Hillary
but I thought its message was clearly
that the only person who can beat Mrs.
Clinton in
2016
is the
Big
Dawg
himself. Which is absurd, as was the whole
comic.
Plus, for the record, I don't CARE that
Bill got a hummer in the White House. That
kind of thing goes on all over Capitol
Hill, 24/7, and to believe otherwise is
naive foolishness.
=Lefty=
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