That’s OK. I’ll do it for you. It would be my distinct pleasure to send that harridan anything and everything she has coming.

I’m becoming inured to a lack of squeamishness.

Exactly. I feel like I’ve been roped into voting for a loser’s bet every damn time, cause I’ll be damned if I vote republican. Those guys have nothing for a man like me or anyone who has a sliver of integrity.

That’s how we know she’s going to come out on top with this lawsuit. Anyone hearing that charge will be like, wait... what did you just say she’s charged with? How is that even possible?

I finally got thru to one in my family. It was getting kinda tense cause I love my people, but you can’t parrot stupid un-reason and still retain my respect. Nope.

And that remains a cause for wonder. Why TF?

Now if that stinking fist would only remove itself from the blue anal recepticle and take itself somewhere it would be welcome.

Just agreeing!

Truer words never spoken:

Oh god how I wish that stinky fist would remove itself the fuck out of here!

Get a full body condom. Fuck them all day!

Get a full body condom. Fuck him all day!

Fuck him too!

Yep. Fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem fuckem fuck them!!!

I too am from the Chicagoland area and until I saw the movie a few years after it came out, I had no idea why children would take one look at me, look at one another, whisper “candyman” and run like hell.

Actually it’s “rude names.”

Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games...

Yeah Michael. I can write some. But then I come across a piece like this. Or something you wrote last week. Or the week before. Or a Clapback. You see where I’m going with this. I can write a bit. Enough to recognize who should take a master class in writing and who should give one.

Sister took her shoes off. That was all she wrote. Kryptonite for Karens.