So, this is purloined from one of today's posts from The Gateway Pundit who banned me from their blog a while ago. I am not going to link it; you look it up. But it's a great opportunity for me to bag on my favorite geriatric cunt, Frau Pantsuit.
Seems that she went to Harvard to pick up one of those endless, virtue-signaling awards these lib bastions hand out to their darlings. In this case it was the "Radcliffe Award" and who knows what that was all about. One wonders if next year she will go to Radcliffe and pick up the "Harvard Award"?
Actually who the fuck cares?
Anyway, the gist of the story is that Hildabeast endured the humid, almost-90-degree weather swathed in a heavy overcoat adding fuel to the fire that she is hiding s back brace or severe bloat or maybe -- please, God, make this so! -- a colostomy bag. And here's the Hillster all decked out..
..and the photo that stirred the back brace rumors..
And a couple of other shots of her in her Wintry togs when not necessary. I sure as hell don't know what she was doing with all those Maori folks but I gotta believe that them sticking their tongues out wasn't an affectation of the traditional Haka but rather their inability to stifle the gag reflex. And what's with her always hugging the matronly types everywhere she goes. For such a feminist, can't she just shake hands, fer crissakes?
But all this got me to thinking that maybe she is ballooning out to immense proportions and is afraid to display her ample avoirdupois. Maybe something like..
..now try to sleep that one off!
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