I am so gay for the Clintons

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Update: video fixed!

I want to roll around in the hay with Bill while he sings to me songs of reproductive rights and women’s liberation. Oh Mr. President, please, please, PLEASE lay the smack down on a bunch of uppity anti-choice assholes and then come home and gently make non-conceiving love to me. I don’t blame Monica one bit.

So yeah, this made me totally wet:

Wooftie! My nipples are hard.

Now listen. Don’t bother regaling me with the mistakes Bill made, how he wasn’t THAT great of a proponent of reproductive rights (trust me, I know), all the bad/halfassed shit he did for the gays (I know about that too). He could have been a lot better, and while he was definitely progressive, my political leanings make Bill Clinton look like Reagan. But you cannot deny the intrinsic, spine-tingling magic of a dude like that absolutely tearing the antis seventeen new assholes. Christ, it was like when your dad used to get so mad at you that the power of his anger and disappointment would actually whip shivers up your back, and you’d just stand there like a toolbox with tears welling up in your big, puppydog eyes from the sheer magnitude of it all.

Yes, Bill. Yes. This is NOT your rally. You fucking tell ‘em.

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