Maureen Dowd has been eating jazz cookies again. One time she met Robin Williams, which makes her think about her friend Michael Kelly, who later died covering the war in Iraq, and that's why Hillary Clinton is a monster. Wait, what? As our interview ended, I was telling him about my friend Michael Kelly’s idea for a 1-900 number, not one to call Asian beauties or Swedish babes, but where you’d have an amorous chat with a repressed Irish woman. Williams delightedly riffed on the caricature, playing the role of an older Irish woman answering the sex line in a brusque brogue, ordering a horny caller to go to the devil with his impure thoughts and disgusting desire.
Come to think about it, <i>I</i>&#039;ve never seen Hillz or Cheney in the same room before, either! MoDo, let&#039;s Benghazigasm together.
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Maureen is just mad because nobody wants to build a snowman with her.
MoDo want to <i>be</i> that cash cow.
Come to think about it, <i>I</i>&#039;ve never seen Hillz or Cheney in the same room before, either! MoDo, let&#039;s Benghazigasm together.
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Ah, the good old days, when the House and Senate voted on the <i>same</i> stuff ... and even passed some of it!
My dog shit in the back yard Maureen,Hillary Clinton !!! now go eat some more jizz cookies
How many more degrees before we get to Kevin Bacon?
in the drawing room
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