Bill Clinton is like that puppy you'll never be able to housetrain because every time you try to get tough with him, he just gives you that cute puppy look and you cave in.
While I haven't seen the clip (I don't have a TV), I have a perfect picture of "the look" he must have on his face as he "confesses" to one sin of thousands, and, like so many, many times before, it will probably work.
Well, that look makes me nauseous.
I pointed out yesterday that this fiction that Monica was the only one and it was some sort of aberration instead of the compulsive and constant activity with a laundry list of women--some of whom repulsed his moves, like Kathleen Willey--is driving me up a wall.
Monica was not the only one, as we all know, yet he's allowed to pretend so.