"Okay gang...lets give a warm Clinton "HOWDY" to Crusty the Clown...okay..."H-O-W-D-Y C-R-U-S-T-Y!".

For the first time since birth, Hillary opens her mouth and nothing came out.

Hillary just announced she's moving back to Arkansas to the cheer of the crowd.

"Let's see a show of hands out there from those who think I should stay in the race after November."

HOT DOG, HOT DOG HERE, YOO HOO!.

You say "Yes", I say "No".
You say "Stop" and I say "Go, go, go".
Oh no.
You say "Goodbye" and I say "Hello, hello, hello".

waaahhheyyy, watch were you put that sign!!!!!

You do the hokey-pokey and you turn it all around...

Zeig!
HEIL!
Zeig!
HEIL!
Zeig!
HEIL!

"I Lost Weight On The Campaign Diet!"

"When a Woman Rants and Raves They Call It Estrogen."

"Lady Speed Stick Won't Leave White Marks On Your Clothes!!!!"

* Hillary practices for her new job, as a store window maniquin

* (BBS folks will understand this one) Lemme guess... Blue Wave, right?

* Boy, I bet I look really hot when I microwave.

* For the first time in years, she's using ALL her fingers, not just one

pwned like a pony

Hillary recreates John Travolta's famous dance steps to the tune of "Stayin' Alive".

DNC operatives secretly test Hillary's insane asylum uniform.

Hey Obama! You may still be in the lead..but as you can see, I'm still here, and ain't goin' nowhere man!

Turn, turn, HIP, turn.....

Whitey in the house!

"Maybe jazz hands will be enough to win some super-delegates!"

This is obviously just another opportunistic aspect of the vast media conspiracy to make her look foolish in still photography. Why --

Eh. Who are we kidding?

Howwwwdeeeee, and welcome to the Grand Ol' Opry!!

The pantsuit that killed Yves St. Laurent.

Mrs. Partridge makes an appearance at a Hillary Clinton campaign stop today...errr...wow, nice pantsuit, Hillary.

"'Everybody!

Oh, oh, oh oh oh.

Oh, oh, oh oh.

Oh, oh, oh oh oh.

The Wright Stuff.'

Please God let that catch on."

Come on baby... do the Locomotion

Richard Simmons makeover goes horribly, horribly wrong.

* "You can stop waving goodbye. I'm staying." (BBCT: Herman)

* C Error #012: printf("Hello world/n");

* The big secret of course is with all the TV lights in her eyes, she couldnt' see a damn thing.

*(Pink Floyd) Hello... is there anybody out there....

* "Hello Miami!!!" "Uh.. Hillary? This is San Juan." "Close enough"

* "Hello. My name is Hillary Clinton. You killed my election chances. Prepare to die."

* Helloo! Hello! Helloo! Hello! Helloo! Hello! Helloo! Hello! Helloo! Hello! Can we move on to another word now?

"And one last thing...last thing....now that the end is near...I just want to say to my former husband "DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN THE A$$ ON YOUR WAY OUT!"

Yes, we could've! Yes, we could've! Yes, we could've!

What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret!

Madame Tussaud's wax replica of Hillary Clinton was so real, followers gathered around. None of them could not even tell the difference.

This IS what it's all about!

She's Gumby, dammit!

And now, the end is pretty dang near;
And so I face da final curtain.
My homie, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which I be certain.

I've lived a life dat's full a sheet.
As Ive raced along to each and evry primary;
And more, much more than this,
I did'z it my way

Regrets, sure Ive had a few;
But then again, waaay too many to mention.
I did what I hadda do
And saw it troo without compunction.

My strategists planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the campaign byway,
But Barry, well he took it away,
Even though I tried to do it my way.

Yes, there were times, Im sure y'all knew
When I bit off more than I could possibly chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and speet it all out.
I faced it all ... I stood tall, in my Fruit Loops pantsuits,
And I did it my way.

Hi de hi de hi de hi
Ho de ho de ho de ho
Hee de hee de hee de hee

No more speeches
Or playbooks
No more candidate's
Dirty looks

I made it! I'm a rock star!

Hi, I'm Hillary Clinton and nobody wants to recognize me. That's why I carry the American Express card.

I swear on Vince Foster's grave that I'll be the most memorable Vice-Presidential nominee in history.

The Insane Clown Posse.

"I'm melting! I'm melting...!"

I hear Spielberg is making Close Encounters of the Third-Party Kind.

It's just a jump to the left...

Hillary is clearly in the bluest of blue states.

Pip in a pant suit.

"I, for one, welcome our new Obama overlord."

Throw your hands up in the air and wave 'em around like you just don't care (come on party people/everybody say ho).