White House denies manufacturer's boast that First Lady carried their $5,950 bag

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[yldstrk]

no sheet I bought a $300 purse big enough to hold my files and my purse stuff and waited until it went down to 180 before I did it and I carry it every single day and it was a business purchase from reasonable money I earned by working my head off and it is in perfect condition 2 years later and has been treated with water proof stuff so I can carry it in the rain and snow

[PennsylvaniaMom]

I see your ‘I believe the company rep,’ and raise you a ‘I think some pressure was brought to bare on the VBH folks to backpedal.’ I futher surmise that this company and this rep had some phone calls, from well heeled (hey the shoes have to sort of match) customers to help the misguided staff there ‘remember’ that that clutch wasn’t really their clutch. The Chicago way.

I am eagerly awaiting the ‘back stories’ that come out when Michelle Antoinette and her Bonaparte fall from grace. It will be worth the wait.

[PennsylvaniaMom]

Michael Jackson willed gadfly Gadhfi some of his wigs?

[Humal]

That was what I meant. I just didn't make myself clear. From another article from The American Thinker, “...the tax payers are paying $1,448,500 annually to provide the First Lady, Michelle Obama, with the staff she feels she needs to execute her duties as FLOTUS.

For purposes of comparison, please consult Dan Froomkin’s 2004 White House Staff List-By Salary published in the Washington Post on June 13, 2004. Tallying Laura Bush's staff from the list provided by Froomkin totals $561,325 in annual salaries for the former First Lady's staff.” Michelle's staff are paid nearly three times what the former first lady's staff received.

http://www.americanthinker.com/blog/2009/07/your_tax_dollars_at_work_suppo.html

[Texas Eagle]

The White says that she was carrying a patent clutch that retails for $875.

Ohhhhhhhh. It was only 875$.

Well, then. Move along. Nothing to see here.

[free-n-TX]

From the Black Eyed Peas:

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’ fly
Brother I ain’t askin,
They say they love my a$$ ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion’s,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that a$$?
All that a$$ inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let’s spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna s&x me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can’t touch it,
If you touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just tryn’a dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin’ got you,

She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon’ do with all that a$$?
All that a$$ inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon’ do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]

She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

[Vor Lady]

Thanks for the ping!