Hillary’s War Chest

October 26, 2016 at 4:21 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, News, Politics, Vampire novel) (, , , )

Hillary’s War Chest

Just on the off chance her many numbered bank accounts around the world might be tracked down and discovered, Hillary had her own personal chest (that had once belonged to the Caribbean pirate Blackbeard) containing some of the millions of dollars she had received from corrupt Third World dictators around the globe.

One dictator who had neglected to donate to Hillary was Syrian President Bashar al-Assad and of course now he was paying the price.

Hillary was now running her hands through all the cold hard cash that was in her personal war chest.

“Money, money, money,” Hillary sang the popular ABBA song from the 1970s.

She then shattered all the champagne glasses with her rendition of Madonna’s “We are living in a material world and I am a material girl…”

At that moment Bill Clinton walked in.

“Bill,” Hillary shrieked, “don’t walk in without knocking. I thought you were a reporter for the National Enquirer for a second and here I was counting some of the millions I’ve got through the Clinton Foundation. You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“Speaking of the National Enquirer,” Bill grinned, “did you hear that ET gray Gali- Gula who appeared on Coast To Coast AM with George Noory last night say that you can now tell how bad the American news media has become when the National Enquirer is now the only news media outlet you can really trust to tell the truth?”.

“That’s fascinating, Bill,” Hillary glared at him, “but what were you doing coming in without knocking?”.

“Well to be honest, I didn’t think you were going to be in here, ” Bill answered.

“Oh no?” Hillary put her hands on her hips, “who’d you think would be in here? I noticed that hot looking young campaign intern was here when I first came in. Were you expecting her?”.

“Uh… no, I wasn’t,” Bill felt his nose to make sure it wasn’t growing bigger like Pinocchio’s.

“You really should check other parts of your anatomy to make sure they aren’t growing bigger when I mention hot young interns, Bill,” Hillary gave Bill the dark-eyed look of Hecate.

Bill looked down and then protested, “But still, I’m no Donald Trump when it comes to sexually harassing women.”

“No, you’re a Bill Clinton,” Hillary answered, “which is worse.”

“But you’ve never said that publicly,” Bill protested.

“No, I had that particular question thrown out when the moderator leaked it to me ahead of time,” Hillary answered.

Meanwhile in the Set Enterprises laboratory in London, Renfield R. Renfield was enjoying the scene that genetically created psychic lobster Michelangelo was picking up through remote viewing of the Clinton Campaign Headquarters- the scene that Michelangelo was transferring to Renfield’s computer through his psychic lobster antennae.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday October 25th



  1. shєrríє dє vαlєríα said,

    I am not sure to whom I may compare Trump with, but Bill is certainly a bad Version of fake Zeus when it Comes to woman. He simply does not know how to treat woman good. Trump is not better.

    And Hillary is the real life in flesh and blood the human goddess, Hera, a bloodied one, whose smiles is as cold as her cold cash.

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