“That is the worst expenditure of our time,” he says.
The worst? Worse than getting on our rooftops and yodeling to the world every morning? Worse than trying to fend off intruders by firing a double barrel shotgun off the porch? Worse than attempting to figure out what the meaning of “is” is?
Left unsaid by Bill: “Please pay attention to me!! Me, me, me. Me and my plans to help. Not FOUR WHOLE YEARS of Hillary this and Hillary that.”
Gosh, I think he needs to get off the vegetarian diet. Sounds like he needs some meat.