Socks the cat ghost stll haunted the Clintons.

Socks the cat ghost stll haunted the Clintons.

Hilary was the first to notice it when she opened her suitcase in Syria and noticed that one of her thigh highs was missing, replaced by a tuft of what appeared to be...Sock's fur.

"Sock's fur" was her mini-doberman's name. He'd jumped into Hillary's suitcase because she'd also packed so much charcuterie. "Sock's fur" jumped and ran out into the Syria

in her secret chamber. She toyed with him, showing a bit of skin here, a bit there. She finally convinced him to be tied to the posts. She them proceeded to read the Dept. of State

Minutes from the Trade debates with Indonesia. He looked at her from his bonded bed as she continued to narrate. "Hilary is this your idea foreplay?"

Hilary shook her blond locks at him. "My idea of foreplay would probably kill you. And I don't want that, not yet." With him moaning in the background, she teleconferenced Xi Jinpi

but the General Secretary, Communist Party, China was not available. "Who are you?" Hilary asked the woman on the screen. "I'm the General Secretary's General Secretary", she repli

ed. Hilary thought that wa stoo confusing and resigneed. Her office was ocupied by Ringo Starr, who decided to

quit. "No no no. I can't work no more .♪♫•*¨*•.¸.•*¨*•♫♪ I'm tired of turning wrenches on a factory floor. No thank you please it only make me sneeze." so she showed him the door.