I will vote for Killary Killton if she gets the democratic presidential nomination because I want a lack of transparency in government to continue. I want to see war and more war. My vote for Killary Killton would mean that the drone program would get ramped up and that illegal detentions would continue. Secret torture chambers would continue to mete out punishment to innocent Brown bodies all across this planet.
I realize that I have gone over to the bright side because what could be more brighter than to see a big shiny red SUV parked in my garage beside the other three and I get to pick and choose which one I’ll drive next door to Starbucks; my most favorite, cheap and friendly neighborhood community center where me and my other posh friends get to sit back and ruminate on what a wonderful life we have while we mistreat the barista that’s earning minimum wage and sleeping behind the dumpster out back. What a life!
By my voting for Killary Killton, I am assuring myself and my cronies of a life of pure and unadulterated pleasure and thrills because that is what living is all about. Thankfully, I don’t have to break out in a sweat worrying over what those pesky Middle Eastern insurgents are up to because I know that our great guys and gals in the military are blowing them to bits and pissing all over them. There! That’ll teach ‘em not to mess with us.
Killary Killton will allow me to continue to live in ignorance of poverty, hunger, homelessness and mass incarceration and outright murder of those in society that shouldn’t be there in the first place. I get so sick and tired of attending Black Tie functions that require me to write a check to some charity that’s ostensibly set up to help some poor buggers who should know better than to lollygag by the wayside and who should just pull themselves up by their very own bootstraps, just like I did. Their daddy could have been just as well off as my daddy is and the bootstraps he gave to me, I have increased ten-fold and I did it all by my lonesome. If I can do it, everyone can. Since my daddy left me a string of pricey hotels and limousine services, I have been hard at work, spending money left and right while providing jobs for the lower order. They should be handing me awards, they should, but people these days are just so thankless. I have no understanding of why some people feel that the rich are parasites and pariahs when we are the very reason why the lower classes have jobs and Killary Killton understands this. A vote for Killary will allow me to continue living as I do because she is one of us, a female!
Vote for Killary Killton! She is the ‘female’ version of Dick Cheney, otherwise known as The Dick and he too, is of our circle since the heart that lies within his chest was donated to him by a female Gitmo detainee!
Ladies, we owe it to that pariah Hillary Clinton, our solidarity vote! If you receive over $50 million annually, thanks to a trust fund your daddy set up for you, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! If you have never had to sweep up my mess, ladies, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! Ladies, if you have never had to bend your back over fields of cotton, tobacco or vegies, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote. Ladies, if you have never had to worry about where your next meal is coming from, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! Ladies, if you have never had to work at all because your man is a Wall Street hustler, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! Ladies, if you have received your certificate that certifies that you are of the upper echelons of society, you owe Hillary Clinton, your vote! With our votes, ladies, Hillary Clinton is a shoe-in!
Hillary Clinton, the presidential choice of the ladies of the 1% for 2016!