QUESTIONER:
Uh, welcome to the Grand Jury, Mrs. Clinton. How are you?
MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry. I don't recall.
QUESTIONER:
How's the book tour?
MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry, I don't recall.
QUESTIONER:
Uh, well let's get started.
[singing]
Try to remember when you were a member
Of Rose Lawfirm and worked Whitewater.
MRS. CLINTON:
[singing]
I don't remember that big money launder.
I was, um, baking cookies for my daughter.
QUESTIONER:
But Mrs. Clinton,
[singing]
Don't you remember that illegal tender
And your shady friend that McDougal fellow?
MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry,
[singing]
I can't remember; my brain's in a blender.
It's Jell-o!
QUESTIONER:
Ha ha, that's pretty good.
MRS. CLINTON:
Could we get on with this, please? I, I have to get back to my book tour.
QUESTIONER:
Okay, Mrs. Clinton, try to remember--and don't blame your gender--
[singing]
For missing all this high corruption.
MRS. CLINTON:
Well, excuse me,
[singing]
I don't remember--and don't blame my gender.
I'm not just some bimbo erruption.
QUESTIONER:
Uh uh, well, no, I didn't mean to imply that, but, but,
[singing]
Come next November your Bill the big spender
Could come to his end for this peccadillo.
MRS. CLINTON:
Well, I don't think so, because
[singing]
I can't remember; my brain's in a blender.
It's Jell-o! ["Jell-o" echoing four times]
QUESTIONER:
Uh, are you getting tired? Would you like to recess?
MRS. CLINTON:
I'm sorry, I don't recall.
QUESTIONER:
[quickly]
Who's president of the United States?
MRS. CLINTON:
Uh, I'm not sure I can remember that.
QUESTIONER:
This is very troubling.
MRS. CLINTON:
Well, pardon me.
QUESTIONER:
Oh, your husband could do that.
James Carville should tell us what is the true secret of the Clintoid popularity. It may just be as simple as the public being dumb as rocks.
James Carville should tell us what is the true secret of the Clintoid popularity. It may just be as simple as the public being dumb as rocks.