Rapists and Video Game Cheats and Sure, Let's Say Mel Gibson, Why Not? (Ferret/Shower Cap)

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7. If I were going to stitch together an oligarchipede...

I certainly wouldn’t use The-booger-that-won’t-flick Felon as the first segment.

Due to the simple fact Retrumplicans do all things ass first. It would appear it’s them, being them.

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As we involuntary walk the last few steps down the Green Mile… (fucking, AGAIN!)

Here’s the place to post a refresher on the official Laws of Trumpism. (Dun-dun-dum!)

1: Nobody tells Trump what to do. Nobody. (except maybe, Trump’s gut. that’s TBD, though.)

2: Everything Trump touches goes to shit.
2a: The more Trump touches something, the faster it goes to shit and the shittier it gets.

3: The more someone thinks they have an “in” with Trump, the sooner they will get a ride under a bus.
3a: The time before someone near Trump sees the underside of a bus is exponentially reduced if they are an attorney representing him, anyone who is associated with the word intelligence, or his Vice President.

4: Every accusation is a confession.

Of course, these rules are fungible. They have held fast for what seems like eternity.

As someone said above, Shower Cap. I will see you on the other side.



Thanks again for slogging with us.