Today's Sunday Music pick is dedicated to all the earnest little libtard morons sitting in stunned shock, in a puddle of their own tears, wondering how all their foolish fantasies turned out to be nothing but a bong-fueled hopeium dream.
If they wet themselves over last Tuesday night, wait until they get the next four years smacked in their face across both cheeks. Imagine a MAGA boot stomping on a libtard face, forever.
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Yes. Imagine Project 2026.
When I commercially fished, I had a trip like that. Personal problems infected the crew. It got bad. Then it got worse. To top it all off, our catch was dismal. That was completely on the skipper. So bad that it had to be on purpose. I had stuff stolen too. So bad it could be the stuff of a Robot. W Service poem.
For much of that trip I thought of the real story of John B as told to me by my dad.
Imagine no illegals, no income tax, no Dept of Edl, no Dept of Eng. I can. Sounds more like the Beatles tune 'Imagine'. Great song Sloop John B that is always on my playlists.
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