All hail the God Emperor!
Thank you for our President.
So much winning…
Before I get into Al Franken…whom I’ve always avoided mentioning because he’s repulsive…
I want to share with you WHY I believe that Crooked Hillary Clinton and Filthy John McCain are wearing ankle bracelets.
The fact that both of their (dramatically different) injuries occurred at the exact same time, and they were both prescribed identical, mega-stength, GRAY, weird, square, open-toed “leg braces…”
(pause for effect)
tells me that we’re listening to another typical bullshyte fairy story and that these Satan-Loving creeps are hiding the fact that they are about to go down!
SEE Exhibit A > HILLARY’S BOOT BELOW…
SEE Exhibit B > MCCAIN’S BOOT BELOW…
These boots are strange and they are virtually IDENTICAL!
EXHIBIT C > HILLARY’S FACE SAYS IT ALL…
Look at that face.
“How DARE you. I am going to KILL YOU ALL when I get this boot off of me. You ALL are going to DIE. I WILL ‘ARKANCIDE’ THE WHOLE DAMN LOT OF YOU!”
I’m not a person that believes in THAT many coincidences.
It’s just my opinion…but something’s going down.
Look at those eyes. Pure BLACK.
This blog is about trying new things.
In the spirit of “FRIDAY” I’ve decided to focus most of my bashing and ranting today on Al Franken, who so richly deserves it.
You see, I despise this slimy, reptile-like creature (we’ll call him a “man” just to keep it simple and for the purposes of this article.)
Thankfully he strategically hides his crooked, lop-sided eyeballs pretty well, under his thick, coke-bottle glasses, which I find highly suspect.
How do we know that his eyewear isn’t actually the CIA’s most technically advanced model of “See through X-RAY Specs.”
The kind of X-Ray Specs that are made for special PERVS like this TOOL, who want to see through women’s clothing and look at their underwear.
You can find them on the back pages of any MAD magazine, which I suspect are stacked ceiling-high in Franken’s bathroom, and are his only window to the outside world.
So much to say about this mis-shapen creature, who literally lives in the sludge that’s under the swamp…
so little blog-space and time.
I could literally bash this pig, non-stop, for weeks, and never run out of things to say.
I don’t like to use the word “hate,” so let’s just say I LOATHE and DESPISE him with every fiber of my being.
SIGN DICK MORRIS’S PETITION BELOW. DEMAND NAMES!
ENTERTAINMENT AND WHIMSEY…
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