How would you like to spend an evening with the Clintons? No?? You'd rather have a hot-sauce enema?? Huh! Bill and Hill are hitting the road to prove their irrelevancy on a 13-stop tour, and the bakers dozen dates cover just enough time and real estate to bore audiences to tears as they deliver their own political eulogies.
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What does this tour tell you? 1) The Clinton Foundation gravy train is over and no one donates money because there are no more favors to sell, and 2) They are so desperate for some of the 2020 heat but they've clearly been frozen out of the party.
... No one is talking about her running, no one cares if she runs, and no one thinks she'll win.
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Sure they're trotting out their odd squad friends like Paul Begala and obviously have a series of nude, groping Ben Stiller pics so he's on board for one of the dates, other than that the whole silly enterprise is an illustration of what they've become: passe, Trump-hating dinosaurs selling a dubious facade no one wants to buy to a party that can't wait for them to be gone for good.
I wonder when they are going to tie Michael and Obama to a stake and let drive by people throw rotten fruit at them. Obama sounded like he is verging on some brain damage during the midterms, the ole teleprompter isn't enough any more. Let the Manchurian facade be ripped off, now that they are no longer useful idiots of the Globalists!
Two Clintons for $50.