Did anybody see this on Politico?
This appears to be the sort of crap we don't need from the Clintons or their ilk if they were at the top of the ticket:
Yesterday HRC Trumpetmaster Terry McAuliffe was spotted lunching at one of his favorite places -- The Palm, with about six young guys.
And it just wouldn't be a TerryMac sighting without loud, jovial gesturing and conversation for everyone to hear.
And so our spy tells us, he offered up the following gems:
- He took a phone call and it went something like this "mind you, he was screaming at the top of his lungs" our spy says: "Mary! How are you? How’s Tom? Yeah, Kentucky was GREAT. We kicked his f-----g ass! Beat him like a rented mule." Conversation continues but none of it was interesting, our spy says.
- Some guy approaches the table and Terry screams out "Where’s my movie?" to which the man produces a DVD and hands it to Terry. Terry then says at the top of his lungs: "No one does porn like me." To which the guy replies "well, Terry, you have to be at least 6 inches to be in my movies."
- Another guy yells out across the restaurant to Terry: "No surrender!!!" and Terry screams out: "You’re talking to the wrong crowd. Tell him to f-----g surrender. We’re going to kick his ass."
And then? He CONFIRMS the account. What an idiot.
Not only is he so publicly retarded about Hillary's chances, he thinks he's such a big deal that no one cares that he talks loudly about porn in public:
So we asked McAuliffe about his lunch. He tells us that its "almost correct." (Granted we didn't mention the phone call to him.) He says he took his finance staff out for lunch "to celebrate the $22 million month" they had and that guy from point #2 above was Joey Pants! (Actor.) So he came over, Terry says, and gave him a DVD his of his new movie. Terry said "I thanked him and asked when I was going to be in a movie. Mac Cummings, our internet director said the only movie I could get would be a porn movie and my response was, 'I would be great in a porn movie....as long as I kept my clothes on.' Everyone roared."
This man is obviously unhinged. Who says that kind of stuff in public? At the Palm, no less. Man.
What a maroon. Vetting, anyone?