This is, to be totally honest, what scares the hell out of me.
This is, to be totally honest, what scares the hell out of me.
Wot Gorilla (Oh, you mean my ex wife!)
Good plan. Kind of like the ‘indulgences’ of the Catholic church. Buy your way out of...whatever it is when you’re glad someone awful has died horribly. My only bitch about that is why do I have to pay for HIS inherrent shitiness???
In theory, shithole Venezuela has no extradition treaty with the US. AND, the SS can’t follow him there either.
The only one getting a Golden Ticket is the stealer.The buyer gets a Golden Shower.
...or you could chose to NOT be a schmuck contributing unnecessarily to global warming and STAY YOUR FAT ASS AT HOME!
...or you could chose to NOT be a schmuck contributing unnecessarily to global warming and STAY YOUR FAT ASS AT HOME!
Hand him a Breitbart job application and send him on his way. The tar pits must be replenished somehow!
I feel a little sorry or David Crosby. In my opinion, he was (and I repeat, was) a talented guitarist, vocalist and songwriter. But in that talent got a lot of messed-up ego and behaviour that frankly, drugs just won’t excuse. It’s a little like Ezra Pound: Huge talent betrayed by a massively overinflated ego and the…
First off, Honda....no. Just....no. They are not for anyone on a budget.
Totally. The only time my butt-cheeks are gonna unclench is when I see that motherfucker dragged out of the white house with his demon-spawn and ilk in chains behind him, with Joe Biden’s oxygen tanks being plumbed in to the oval orifice.
Good idea...a bunch of gun-toting nutjobs free-roaming around your city with no cops around. What could possibly go wrong???
Wife reminded me that it’s been a week tonight he was diagnosed. Two things came to mind. One, going off dexy cold turkey is an epically bad idea. Two...now is about the time the symptoms really start to come out. Next week will be interesting.
Exactly. I don’t seePresident Nacho sitting still for a nasal swab for 10 seconds. Why, that’s time he could be spending Twitting. Or watching Faux.
Yeah, wish this had been a Jez headline story: “Smeagle Gets Too Close To Precious, Will Soon Be Rendered Invisible.”
Yeah, so let’s see ‘em already!
“the best doctors”...like the one who signed the note saying he was the healthiest person in the solar system? Like the ones at Walter Reed who signed off on him taking a tragical history tour around the block? Like the one who gave him hydroquinone? Like the....oh fuck it. Order him some Miracle Silver Solution from…
“Don’t Fear The Reaper”
Or as an old boss of mine would have said, “Bone him up the ass with a Coke machine.”
Agreed. Coming down off pred is the worst. You feel like you’ve been hit with Kryptonite.
...and we all have free tickets to the freakshow.