Sometimes—actually more often than I care to admit—I feel like I’m living in that one Kurt Vonnegut novel where the lead character believes he is the only real person on earth and everyone else is just some construct placed on earth for his entertainment or to give his life context.
In what world—let me restate that: in what real world—would Bill (Intern) Clinton pair up with Kamala (Knees) Harris to lead a discussion on ‘Empowering Women and Girls’. I know this is a gag (pun intended), right? I mean if you were going to ask the horn-dog anything would it not be about the 27 trips he took with Epstein and, perhaps, an explanation of just exactly goes on at Pedophile Isle?
I cannot think of two more-worser scumbags to have a young girl take advice from