Scumbag Clintons have been getting rich through politics ever since Hillary served as Governor Bill’s bag woman at The Rose Law Firm:
“Hillary Clinton’s net worth is $31.3 million. Our Hillary Clinton net worth number comes from analyzing her 2015 U.S. Public Financial Disclosure Reports. Bill Clinton has an estimated net worth of $80 million. That gives a combined Bill and Hillary Clinton net worth of $111 million dollars.Apr 2, 2016.”
Jim Updegraff
May 26, 2016
Isn’t that what Congress Persons do – get rich during their tenure?
Zack AndersonPost author | May 26, 2016
yes, it’s part of the swearing in ceremony.
Bruce McEwen
May 26, 2016
Swearing! Dude, sweet! Your irony isn’t so much the Greek version, a synonym for coincidences, is it? You’re much more susceptible, a character flaw, I rather doubt, to Dr. Swift’s version, the kind that’s sharp and simple as sweet honesty: “I saw a woman flayed the other day and you would scarcely credit what it did to alter her appearance.”
Bruce McEwen
May 26, 2016
Went back and looked it up, the above quote. Haven’t read it in as much as twenty years. Had to go out to the archives and dig it out, look it up and see. It was word perfect.
Some things, you never forget.
Went to the Big 5 Sporting Goods store earlier, this fine day and tried to buy a great big beautiful camp table for my summer bucket list — yes, and bless your soul it’s on sale! However, I couldn’t remember the four digit number to activate my credit card and wasn’t armed with my trusty ID.
The lines are long and life is short. The women ahead of me (not only in line but in years) were complaining about the need to always have current ID credentials. One of these women said it reminded her of her grandmother’s adventures in and out of Nazi Germany.
The nursing homes are burgeoning w/ elder folk, a burden on society, they can’t remember their own names sometimes… what a waste,?
Sometimes I can’t remember where I left my hat, let alone my ID, or my soul — But I always know where to find that suitcase. Alzheimer’s can’t touch that.
Jim Updegraff
May 28, 2016
I knew I was getting old when I go on a bus and kids get up and give me their seat or when I was introducing my brother to one of my friends and I forgot my brother’s name.
Baby needed some new shoes.
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Scumbag Clintons have been getting rich through politics ever since Hillary served as Governor Bill’s bag woman at The Rose Law Firm:
“Hillary Clinton’s net worth is $31.3 million. Our Hillary Clinton net worth number comes from analyzing her 2015 U.S. Public Financial Disclosure Reports. Bill Clinton has an estimated net worth of $80 million. That gives a combined Bill and Hillary Clinton net worth of $111 million dollars.Apr 2, 2016.”
Isn’t that what Congress Persons do – get rich during their tenure?
yes, it’s part of the swearing in ceremony.
Swearing! Dude, sweet! Your irony isn’t so much the Greek version, a synonym for coincidences, is it? You’re much more susceptible, a character flaw, I rather doubt, to Dr. Swift’s version, the kind that’s sharp and simple as sweet honesty: “I saw a woman flayed the other day and you would scarcely credit what it did to alter her appearance.”
Went back and looked it up, the above quote. Haven’t read it in as much as twenty years. Had to go out to the archives and dig it out, look it up and see. It was word perfect.
Some things, you never forget.
Went to the Big 5 Sporting Goods store earlier, this fine day and tried to buy a great big beautiful camp table for my summer bucket list — yes, and bless your soul it’s on sale! However, I couldn’t remember the four digit number to activate my credit card and wasn’t armed with my trusty ID.
The lines are long and life is short. The women ahead of me (not only in line but in years) were complaining about the need to always have current ID credentials. One of these women said it reminded her of her grandmother’s adventures in and out of Nazi Germany.
The nursing homes are burgeoning w/ elder folk, a burden on society, they can’t remember their own names sometimes… what a waste,?
Sometimes I can’t remember where I left my hat, let alone my ID, or my soul — But I always know where to find that suitcase. Alzheimer’s can’t touch that.
I knew I was getting old when I go on a bus and kids get up and give me their seat or when I was introducing my brother to one of my friends and I forgot my brother’s name.