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Vassago Gamori
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Aww, poor insecure President Shitflake still pines for his Sally Field moment…

The First Lady of the Evening had that as her safe space song, while hubby was facefuckin' and Cleavlandsteamin' while KGBeast Putin plowed her pooper on a Moscow evening she can never forget how they used a good whore as their toilet…

I agree.
Seems like:
"Here's some pretty things you can watch die for love."

Spoiler for Utah Younglings: everybody exists cuz folks like fucking.

…a hollow cost.

C+

President Phatass McShyttz packs Bannon Conway Spicer et AL warm and safe deep inside his vast colon, a Russian doll nesting of sphincters within sphincters cocooned in fecal exceptionalism sure to wow the world.

I do believe you done been crucified son, nailgunned to the cross yah made out of your ignorance.

I can't believe it's not Lando.

The Telecon Men of the Final Rendering are thriving as well…

Turgid dreams of green burble fervid through the fevered lurch of Crackhouse Joe dragging his three legged dog down the alley of possibility…

…a bone poem.

President FatAss can hide a Harley up his buttcrack.

Long lean bonejobs out at Oily Jimmy's Truckstop Hideaway bring spiritual fulfillment as well as financial remuneration?

You son of a bitch! You moved the cemetery, but you left the bodies, didn't you?! You son of a bitch, you left the bodies and you only moved the headstones! YOU ONLY MOVED THE HEADSTONES! WHY?! WHY?!

Yarbles on Poundcake do a stripmall sexumhaus?

Rising from toilethrone, King President proffers quite a prodigious pooper for Putin pump packin' poundage…

Baffle Neck slacking them packed stacks on fat tasks that rack a Batman-Man; oh for those simpler halcyon daze of apple liking with Madman Tot.

"I don't usually say things like this to girls your age, but when I saw you
Coming out of the school that day, that day I knew, I knew, I've got to have
You, I've got to have you."
She's' been around, but she's young and clean
I've got to have her, can't live without her, whoo no
Christine sixteen, Christine sixteen.

Multipass.