Without a doubt, the combination of a Clinton defeat in Iowa and polls showing a serious setback in New Hampshire caused great consternation in the Clinton Camp on Monday. Protesters shouting IRON MY SHIRT and holding signs were escorted out of an event on the day before the New Hampshire Primary in 2008. Mrs Clinton, who freely admitted that the stress of the campaign was getting to her, looked like she just got stuck in a 2 hour traffic jam on the Tappan Zee Bridge. Lisa said a hundred times they would elect a man before a woman, even if the man was retarded, and I wonder if Hillary just realized that.

Never one to hold back, rumors are that when she saw the resuts from Dixville Notch in the wee hours of the morning, she promptly called Denise Rich and asked her for a couple of million and Maureen Dowd to arrange for a slamdown in the Times for those assholes with the Iron My Shirt signs. Next, she dispatched Bill the Housefrau to Hollywood to wake Parker & Stone so they could brainstorm a new episode where Cartman dreams about her butt. After that, she  was going to blackberry all those skeletons in her closet into shape if it was the last thing she did, but thought better about that and called Grand Rabbi Twerski for permission. After receiving the OK from New Square to beat Obama, she finally took her dose of Ambien and had had her last dream of 2008.