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  1. Earl, when you die, there will be no point in blogging, they may as well completely shut down the internet. You are of course a mad man, as am I!

  2. What’s the name of the “gentlemen’s club” where Kameltoe Harris is pole-dancing? I want to be damn certain I never, ever set foot in it.

    1. The answer my friend is to stay away from CA and Washington. If you hear the crack of a snipers rifle and you happen to be up close to her, duck and hit the deck immediately..

  3. Not only is it an entry level position (ahem), there’s mandatory Continuing Ho Education, daily recitation of Saul Alinsky (PBUH) and pimp apprenticeship. When you sell out your country as a nuclear traitor you become Grand Master Ho.

    But it starts in the teen years as a page in Congress. That’s what Cong Ho’s use instead of bookmarks; bent over pages.

  4. I’m surprised Kameltoe can keep from sliding down that pole with all of the Astroglide oozing outta her bum.

      1. When I saw this you were the first one I thought about. Only you could come up with something appropriately outrageous.

  5. Thing is, extramarital affairs are a merit badge for the democrats. Especially for those seeking national office. Kameltoe is no different than the rest and this was just a required step for her on her path to glory among her fellow liberal dimwits.

  6. Willie Brown put up Harris in the former commander’s home on Treasure Island after the US government returned it to the city of San Francisco. It’s very nice, you couldn’t get on that part of the island after Willie controlled it, the city cops had barricaded it.

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