Why can’t the putrid boozebag slip and fall one last time and do the world one favor? Pneumonia? Breaks off a clot after another fat, smelly dyke lesbian sits on her face? Massive coronary? Something please man, shit put her out of our misery.
She sucks the blood out of teenagers.
Earl, if there was an award for Best Satirical Photoshop Photo, you would win it, hands down. Perfect, even down to the unshaven shoulders (ick).
Christ, now I can’t enjoy laying face down in the toilet, either.
Do you need someone to help interview your “Little Helper” applicants?
I have lots of experience, and am not a politician, so it won’t be an issue!
Boy I’ll say. I’m overrun here, Come on over!
OK, just email me the address!
The damned page keeps rejecting the link with my references.
Much Love to Curmudgeon at Political Clown Parade. I Am Honored, Madam.
A Fellow Texan Who Loves German Shepherds, Like Me
A Tremendous Honor from the Mothership
My Media Credentials
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