I hope every twenty-and-three-months old person in Missouri goes to their local neighborhood tavern and demands to be served, as according to the state they’re actually twenty-one.

Every morning I flush things with more merit and worth than Pills Limbaugh has or ever will have. Waddlin’ Don is just bebopping and scatting all over everyone’s face now, openly trolling everyone who’s not on board the imbecile train. And why not, as the US Senate just gave him free rein to lie and scam when and how…

Point taken. IMO it’s just preferable to talk about other music you like and not what you don’t.

Fuck off and die, Trumpie jizzbag.

Fuck off and die, traitorous Trumpie scum.

I dumped every pro-Lard Belly social media “friend” the day after the election. I immediately “de-friend” and block anyone who posts even one pro-Lard Belly message. And I’m much happier for it. I don’t like drooling imbeciles and I have no use for them in my life, virtual or otherwise.

This, not everyone is a creepy freak who gets off on pawing at his daughter. In fact almost no one is. Lard Belly is the freakish exception, not the rule.

I dunno, saying that “rap” is all about posturing and bullshit is like saying metal is all about killing your mother and Satan or that pop music is exclusively about promiscuous sex. Pretending that what you’re doing is somehow “better” than what others are doing is just self-aggrandizing back-patting.

They’re futzing around with the incompetence, infighting and etc. while Lard Belly be-bops and scats all over their faces. When are the Democrats going to realize that the old way of doing it is less than worthless here in 2020? Someone needs to go after Waddles, hard, otherwise he’s going to flail and gyrate his way…

Or getting busted in the Dominican Republic with a bottle of viagra issued in his doctor’s name. He went there for sex tourism.

Did his latest flatulent display really shock or surprise anyone? Bullshit stories, blatant lies, grandiose gloating, gassy (and fortunately for everyone, dying) fellow worthless hucksters, this is Waddlin’ Don’s entire life in a nutshell. His performance was designed to “own libs” and send Dotard Nation into…

The Wigmaster.

He’d fall completely apart and probably go storming away in a pissy-pants rage. And the nation would see exactly how think-skinned and cowardly he really is.

The waddling cretins who insist it isn’t real will be dead soon anyway, so what do they care?

Still looking for reasons to hate on OUATIH? Played...out. Good movie, though.

It’s time to stop caving and catering to that obese waddling feeb already. Fight fire with fire and just unload on him.

Yup. He won’t debate anyone unless he gets to set the rules, which would no doubt be totally insane. And his foes need to run ads reminding everyone of that fact over and over. If your opponent has a choleric temper, irritate him.

And his foes need to start throwing the cheesy insults right back at him, in earnest. “No podiums for debates with Tubby Don, if he can’t support his own body weight how can he lead?” and etc. I’m sick and fucking tired of how he’s accorded an entirely different set of rules and standards that apply to no one else.

And that “interview” with the mindless lie-gloating and the cheesy insult comedy. “Mini Mike”, “Sleepy Joe”...when is someone going to give that fat cretin the same treatment? “Obese Waddlin’ Don refused to debate me unless there was a platter of cheeseburgers on stage” and so forth.

Well, at least the Republicans were spared the humiliation of a “lib” victory, which is all that really matters, right?