Oh jesus christ, Bill fuckin’ Kristol, he’s now bragging about his sexy dinner with Obama and Peggy Noonan: “Yesterday, he met with the liberal columnists. And they had a pleasant hour in the conference room in his office. They got some coffee in some styrofoam cups. We had a pleasant dinner at George’s house, and they had some coffee from the machine in the office. But I wouldn’t read too much into that.” Andrew Sullivan, meanwhile, is extraordinarily upset about being called a “liberal columnist” and uses this as another opportunity to plug his book. And the world continues to rotate on an axis. [Think Progress]
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So unlike him . . . Kristol usually doesn’t suck cock and tell.
…I think Bill Kristol may have to change his panties!
Come on, Bill, give it up, don’t be coy, we all want to know…. did you guys fuck or not?
Who is that blonde person? Is she a tranny? Those ta-ta’s can’t be real. And Kristol talks like he is getting a buckwheat-and elmer’s glue enema. Why are these people on the Teevee? Are there no workhouses?
Douche.
I thought the whole dinner was meaningless, but now that Bill Kristol says it was meaningless, I may have to rethink things.
Bill Kristol and the garbage meat that is Steve Doocy and The Other Guy and The Lady on Fox & Friends? Such a great meeting of the conservative minds. I think I’ll go gauge my eyes out.
Meanwhile, if Kristol is this giddy about being near Obama, I wonder how he acted after meeting Sarah Palin. I bet he went through dozens of underpants on THAT day.
Long live Bill Kristol, THE KING OF LAMB CHOPS!
Also: haha, Fox called Peggy Noonan OLD!
What is with the cackle-talk?
Penis + Snack = PNAC
I want to stab him. I bet he bleeds a weird mixture of bile, mucus, pus, and gravy.
I swear I heard the F&F guy sign off with “And speaking of lambchops — Bill Kristol.”
At any moment, even after a period of relative sentience, Kristol could end and interview or column with, “Well, I’m off to meet the Titanic, arriving in New York harbor this afternoon.”
[re=220033]Tommmcatt[/re]: Gretchen Carlson, former Miss Minnesota, and living proof that the cold can fuck with your head.
Bill, I guess you have never seen the ending of the 2000 movie Titus starring Anthony Hopkins?
Who do you think was served at dinner?
Give you a hint. He’s a little stringy with age, suffering from a tumor and ratted out a hot blond spy.
I doubt any one at Fox watches F&F.
Apparently,Gretchen did pass the O’Reily melon feel test.
[re=220068]WadISay[/re]:
Wow, Minnesota sent a tranny to the Miss America contest? Awesome.
I wouldn’t mind of Kristol sort of, just, died.
*wouldn’t mind IF
[re=220065]tiny mexican[/re]: I’m not sure what’s inside of hime, but I know that he does leave a trail of foul smelling slime wherever he slithers.
You just know they ate fois gras and veal with candy-coated hummingbirds for dessert. I hope O told them, “No thanks, I just had Ben’s chili.”
“Yesterday, he met with the liberal columnists. And they had a pleasant hour in the conference room in his office. They got some coffee in some styrofoam cups. We had a pleasant dinner at George’s house, and they had some coffee from the machine in the office. But I wouldn’t read too much into that.”
I wouldn’t read too much into that, either. After all, the people you meet in the conference room at work during work hours are the ones you’re going to listen to when you make decisions. The people you meet at somebody else’s house are the ones you just feel like inconveniencing while you make comments about their quaint little-people home.
Dickie dickhead
Who is that blonde, Shari Lewis ?
“Portobello” mushroom salads are for elitists, Bill! Especially when you use a foreign word in place of an existing American English name, meadow mushroom. But, as with anything, you can just blame the New York Times…
Bill fuckin’ Kristol
Offering himself hours and hours of entertainment…
There is so much wrong with this I don’t know where to begin. Hope just left the room. Hope is gone. Hope is hopeless. The only way he can make up for it letting Wonkettas spend the week posting from the oval office.
[re=220068]WadISay[/re]: NO! GET OUT!! She’s THAT Gretchen Carlson? As a frozen Minnesotan, how did I not know this?
We could revitalize teh economy if we had a “Kick Bill Kristol in the Penis” booth at the county fair. Charge a quarter a kick.
Just might work.
Hate that smug East Coast Power Elite Harvard thing about stretching the lips wider and more horizontal while the bullshit just oozes out over your thin bloodless lips just because you think it would prove that you could never open up wide enough to say something truthful and also take Barry’s ginormous dick into your smarmy little lying mouth. I really hate that.
Yeah, don’t read too much into that whole styrofoam cup scenario, Bill. It’s when people on the street are spitting on you in the street…it’s when they are unzipping and pissing on your leg when you stop to complain about them spitting on you. That’s the point where you want to think about “reading into things.”
it’s a good think for kristol (and those other conservative bastards)that Hopey is a nice guy because i would have poisoned them, really that was my first thought about this ‘dinner’.
These people are the ultimate whores, who have clearly earned all the whore diamonds we can throw at them. They couldn’t care less whether the prez is fascist or socialist: it all comes down to power. And really, I think they masturbate to this shit (and not the normal Brazilian tranny stuff the rest of us go for). Billy Boy couldn’t give a shit if the grave of Reagan were buried on top of the grave of Reagan as long as he gets invites to the WH. Same thing goes for every other self-serving asswipe on Fox News, WSJ, and all the other MSM outlets.
And he’s a fat fuck, also.
On one hand, so to speak, although Barry cured Andrew’s erectile dysfunction, Sully disputed the word “liberal” in the phrase, “liberal columnist”. “In this regard”, Sullivan said while stroking his purring Siamese, “it should left up to the market place.” The Siamese guy immediately left the room.
What to do? What to say? Like, why can’t we all be friends?
The King of Lambchops, eh….I can see Sheri Lewis with her whole arm up his ass, while his little doe eyes blink shyly….
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