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I have an idea. Let’s make the entrance a public urinal. That way we can float him out.
“Preferably overlooking a golf course that he will never be allowed to play on.” With an smartphone hanging outside the window, just out of reach.
Sorry Charley, I mean Chris, wrong beastie.
Sprechen Sie Japanese?
Proving once again that the “party of personal responsibility” is anything but.
You forgot the “hr” between the T and the o.
But still more pleasant to be around than tRump or MAGAts.
You forgot “Millions of” at the beginning of your sentence. Though I can understand why. Still churns my stomach.
Go buy a lottery ticket. Can’t get much worse after a start like that. Oh wait, tRump’s still president. Forget what I just typed.
No, she’s pissed off because they sold her a false bill of goods. Neither ever had a soul to sell.
I have an idea. Let’s make the entrance a public urinal. That way we can float him out.