Anyone else of indulging this one note wonder’s delusions of grandeur?
Anyone else of indulging this one note wonder’s delusions of grandeur?
Four failed marriages, actually. Though I’m pretty sure #4 is buried in his backyard.
A sad collective of right-wing losers whose belief system means they’ll probably never see a naked girl for less than the price of a Brazzers subscription as long as they live.
Screw the rules, man; I’m just gonna give you the bonus round prize.
That’s it; there’s no hope left for this country. Anybody with nukes, you have my permission to just go to town.
SOMEBODY CALL HIS MOMMA (and tell her what a terrible son she has).
Jeebus cripes, dude. My week in the hospital seems like a cakewalk compared to your ordeal. I’ve got a three day brain fog from lying in an ICU waiting for my blood sugar to drop from “YOU’RE GOING TO FUCKING DIE BUT SOMEHOW YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY” to normal. I got home after a week, but I had to spend a month with a…
Well, there goes the case.
Prosperity Gospel at its finest.
We all knew this day would come eventually. It’s time to destroy MTV.
Sweet Pappy Johnson with an erection, that is one spoiled brat.
Nah; she left TV to spend more time with her family. Which probably means even the Fox fucks were sick of her shit.
All those years hanging out with Imus must’ve screwed him up.
Haven’t all the MAGA-chuds been shitting bricks since November? Should be plenty of them by now.
Alex Jones is the type of guy that Lucifer looks at and says, “No way am I getting mixed up in his shit.”
Too recent, so there’s no way it’s Mitt. But this is:
Yeah, it’s amazing how much glass you can eat when you don’t fill up on bread.
Liquefy it and inject it directly into my veins. I need this fix so bad.
“Gauntlet” is just a fancy word for “Sampo”, isn’t it?