Let’s face it, Maureen Dowd knows how to put the capital “B” in bitch-and she’s proud of it.
The brilliance of the latest episode in Dowd’s weekly attack on Evita bespeaks a charming degree of malevolence. No other kind of personality could have even conceived the pain of either prong of the Clintonian future Mo projects.
Mo, you go girl.
The brilliance of the latest episode in Dowd’s weekly attack on Evita bespeaks a charming degree of malevolence. No other kind of personality could have even conceived the pain of either prong of the Clintonian future Mo projects.
Mo, you go girl.
1 comment:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so what? I'd still like to engage in coitus with this Dowd dame. As sexist as it sounds, I seriously think it's what she needs.
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