And speaking of Clintonian blues, this old favorite of mine makes me think of Bill these days...
What he needs is some good Scotch and a saxophone.
I know he won't take a breath until the bitter* end, and not a second before she does, but until that day...
*Let's face it, whatever happens, it's going to be bitter for somebody, even if that somebody is (once again) Howard Dean.
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