Yeah sure, fat ass…we’ll just let all the lies of the past, what…40 years…slide. And all that looking down when yer talking to someone is just because yer shy, right?
Earn BACK our trust? When the f**k did you ever HAVE our trust?
Go play “Taco Munch” with Huma and STFU bitch!
poppajoe49, C’mon now… it’s not healthy to hold it in…why don’t you let us know how you REALLY feel!
Sorry Papabear, I will try to be more forthcoming with my feelings in the future.
Now kick her right in the vagina! (Don’t lose your shoe!)
Now kick her right in the balls!
There, I fixed it for you. ;-)
Whatever is there, PB will report back.
MAN, Earl… you really know how to turn a positive into a negative. You think she’s GOT one? It DOES bring to mind the story that ends, “help me find my keys and we’ll DRIVE out of here”.
It’s your foot. Put it up in there and find out.
No can do, Earl… I’m pretty sure she’s got “Athlete’s cooch”, and that’s not from USE, but from washing her skivvies with Bill’s drawers… y’know… ’cause he’s such a fungi.
Only Nazi-level Idealogues who suffer brain damage trust her, And vote for her. Which pretty much covers the entire RAT party
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A Fellow Texan Who Loves German Shepherds, Like Me
A Tremendous Honor from the Mothership
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