Aw, cute! Ann Romney, the unintentionally comedic wife of uber-loser Mitt, took a break from watching her classier-than-thou horse do ballet to eggsplain to the San Diego City Council why it can kiss her pampered ass because it did not approve the permit for her bazillion dollar beachfront mansion expansion in a way befitting Her Royal Highness, according to Her Royal Highness:
That is really weird. Wonder what kind of prescription medication defuses that "DO YOU REALIZE WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO!?" anger and still leaves you lucid enough to speak to city council.
That will live forever.
THE PROPHECY!!
you know what with all the scandals and NSA and stepped up activity in syria we libtards had almost forgotten the schadenfreude.
thanks for the reminder ann!
David Bowie plus ponies?
That is really weird. Wonder what kind of prescription medication defuses that "DO YOU REALIZE WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO!?" anger and still leaves you lucid enough to speak to city council.
So, anybody who dreams about a house is dreaming about me? I think I'm okay with that.
I just remember what she said after Katrina, in that shelter in Texas. Bitch.
Only because she's completely oblivious to everything, viz. the awesome turkey pardoning interview.
Before or after waving his gun at them?
Beachfront house? Meh. I want to know what she looks like without the wig.
I understand The Romneys wish to obstruct the ocean views of those who also voted for Mitt.
If anyone deserves the grilled salmonella special...
"A bowl of lasagna, that's sure strange for a special!"
&quot;No, sir. That&#039;s <i>Ebola.</i> Lasagna.&quot;
Then there was Babs Bush
Personally I was thinking more along these lines: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watc..." target="_blank">" rel="nofollow noopener" title="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ss2hULhXf04">http://www.youtube.com/watc...
I bet Ann is fun to wait on in a restaurant.