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Wednesday, July 31, 2024
The Secret Of Her Suck-cess
That's true; she also has more California swallows than the Mission San Juan Capistrano.
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...that right there is one naaaasty bitch. In every definition of the word. It almost makes me shudder to even think about what that skank had and would do. No. Thank. You. Original Grandpa
Watch the MSM try and turn Cackles Doolittle into D.C. Superhero. From knee pads to sainthood. If she picks Hitlery as a running mate it will be Cackles and Cankles. A sure fire MSM winner.
Not counting the news outlets or websites along the full range of accuracy and veracity, I follow multiple actual individuals' handwritten blogs. (Bot news aggregators don't thrill me.) Looking them over, many are current serving or former military and a couple are some variation of high-speed low-drag elite forces ninjas. Or just funny as all. Because life without humor is just despair. So in other words, the same folks I trusted in the military not to wet the bed, sh*t themselves, or otherwise run around like headless Nancys, are the same folks I trust on the interwebz, for demonstrating pretty much the same trustworthiness and circumspectly responsible behavior. Color me shocked.
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...that right there is one naaaasty bitch. In every definition of the word. It almost makes me shudder to even think about what that skank had and would do.
No. Thank. You.
Original Grandpa
Preach it, OG
Watch the MSM try and turn Cackles Doolittle into D.C. Superhero. From knee pads to sainthood. If she picks Hitlery as a running mate it will be Cackles and Cankles. A sure fire MSM winner.
She's like the DNA version of the Svalbard seed bank. Just a different kind of seed.
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