Hillary Finally Goes Down. Just Not On Bill

It's a good thing I'm not famous cause I'd be a paparazzi's wet dream. I'm talking about an endless supply of clips featuring me falling on my ass. Since August I've ate shit down the stairs at Blursday and broke my cell phone, sprained my ankle at work, and fallen off my bike while in a banana costume. I just need some of Hillary's quality control people there to hit the lights when the shit hits the fan.