Jesus, Millennials and their pearl clutching.
Jesus, Millennials and their pearl clutching.
You cleaned a wooden slab which holds goods in a warehouse?
You guys are really living the life of the mind...
Horde. He’s not standing up to a “big pile of stuff.”
You always find new ways to illustrate what a garbage person looks like.
No, that’s nonsense.
The only part uglier than her outside is her inside. She’s vile in all ways.
Bannon? His hair is a gray, greasy mess. You can’t be serious.
But...don’t the crosses smoke?
He must be tired from all the winning he’s been doing.
“Just because he thinks women online are homely piggy cockteases, and I agree with him, doesn’t mean I’m a white supremacist.” Correct. It means you’re a pathetic shitstain. Feel better?
Ah, so you find there’s too many ugly cows out there, misleading you? And yet you’re still single? Remarkable. What do you think would happen if you saw women as human beings, instead?
Assembly is protected under the First Amendment, so no they were not there illegally. Second, the Nazis carried automatic weapons, handguns, knives, clubs, wore protective gear and taped their hands like boxers. That is not indicative of peaceful expression of speech — it is aggressive and intimidative conduct.
That’s simply false. You might as well scream fake news. It doesn’t work like that, ace.
The same percentage agreed with Trump’s equivalencing of Nazis busting heads and people busting heads of Nazis busting heads. If you can’t tell those two things apart, you’re racist, shitstain. Pray for yourself.
It looks as if the Interior Secretary is busy examining her huge ... tracks of land. Then a little exit polling....
Do you think that Wash or Jeff would have voted to preserve slavery? Did anybody propose eliminating it at the Constitutional Congress? Just curious.
Yeah, but the media is stupid enough to go with the kid’s deflection. That’s the problem.
Trump’s line of reasoning (start about 1:40)
Mr. Burnenko, your writing in this piece touched greatness. I hate that this had to be the subject to inspire it, though, instead of how I’m using the wrong charcoal, or too much mustard, or something.