Uh oh. I see a problem ahead. Karl Rove, Republican strategist and dark lord of the Bush administration, is calling me the prohibitive favorite to win the Democratic nomination for President.
Maybe it’s a curse. He say says I have warts. What I want to know is how did he find out? Only Michelle and our family doctor knows about those warts, but Rove writes about it in the Wall Street Journal.
Maybe, just maybe, there’s a valid explanation.
Karl Rove is a voodoo expert and he put a hex on me awhile back, trying to get me to drop out of the race. It didn’t work. The warts I have are in a place where nobody can see them. Except Michelle, of course. So the warts had no effect on the primary election whatsoever.
The Republicans really want Hillary to win the Democratic nomination; so much so that they’re willing to resort to a laundry bag of dirty tricks and supernatural curses to keep me from being on the ticket.
It won’t work. It hasn’t work. The warts are hidden. The Republicans can’t shoot straight.
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