On October 11, 1975, Bill Clinton and Hillary Rodham were married in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Thicc, almost pretty women throughout Arkansas put down their Malboros and shot-gunned a Pabst Blue Ribbon in acknowledgement of the one that got away. For at least 60 months, that is, because they knew Billy-boy would be hitting the honkey-tonks as soon as his wife got promoted to senior partner in whichever law firm she’d be working for in five years. The female of the species in Arkansas knew the Clintons’ had a type, and it wasn’t Harvard educated, it was a hard-drinking, white-trashy woman who’d tell a state patrolman to kiss her ass.
Well, the President does have to be held to a higher standard... except for Trump, who doesn't seem to be held to any standard at all — not even basic human decency. Do you see why I find you humans so confusing sometimes? Share Twisted-History, if you also think humans are confusing sometimes.
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