Buzzy still showing his head is thicker then Shillarys ass.
Oh now; as you know, sir, this is one of those things on which we have a friendly disagreement.
Which is okay; we're not primitives here, we're not obligated to think alike.
On my part, it wasn't until towards the end of the buzzy one's last sojourn here that, like Saul on the Road to Damascus, I suddenly got illuminated.
Like the brooklynite primitive, and my fellow alum Skins, the guy's real; he's actually done things with his life. For a primitive, that's awe-inspiring.
The guy's got
twenty-seven pages of credentials.....single-spaced.
I think I've done some rather remarkable things with my life, but really, the best I could come up with would be two and a half pages, triple-spaced.
The buzzy one, along with Skins and the brooklynite primitive and Big Mo, I'd sit down and break bread with.....provided of course it's a very long table and we're seated at opposite ends.