PHILADELPHIA — He might be long in the tooth, sallow in the face and his finger wag might have a bit more of an uncontrolled tremble to it, but boy does Bill Clinton still have that old drive.
With a bleary twinkle in his eye, the former president and world’s most dangerous minder of young White House interns still gets lusty just thinking about chasing skirt.
“First time I saw her, we were, appropriately enough, in class,” he rasped Tuesday night at the Democratic National Convention. I half expected the band to kick up a version of “Centerfold” by J. Geils Band or Van Halen’s “Hot for Teacher.”
That is when Bill Clinton is at his most entertaining: talking about his weakness for the flesh.