“Muh Pooh Bear,” the hat moaned. “He’s not coming,” the hair said. “I know!’ the hat said. “I just wanted to party with Xi.” The hair rolled his eyes, nestled as they were under his dramatic swoop. “Xi. Is that his first name or his last name?” “I don’t know.” “Well,...
I like the idea of Britain turning into Shelbyville. But we must protect our precious lemon tree. BritWar III if that's what it takes. https://twitter.com/Harry__Faulkner/status/1866496065295245511 What Nancy Mace’s Despicable Slur Will Cost Us Once upon a time,...
“Oh, Canada,” the hat sighed. “Stop, just stop,” the hair said. “Land of the unfree, home of the unbrave,” the hat trilled. “Jesus,” the hair spat in disgust. “From the heroin-washed shores of Vancouver to the heathen French of Montreal, I will save you,” the hat said...
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the worm speaks
The Beast That Shouted Joy at the Butthole of the World
“They are just going to keep trying until they kill you, Donald,” the hat said, as grave and serious as he ever managed to be. “Barron will be alone,” the hair said, agreeing. “He will grow up without a father.” “They fear me being President again,” Donald said. “They...
…and mean everything to me.
Get up on that old Dick, y’all.
Were you praying at the Lares’ shrine?
“I’m tired of laying low,” the hat said. “We should be out there mixing it up, getting in street fights, insulting our enemies, blood and fire in the streets!” “It's a different election this time around,” the hair said. “Lying low is the best bet here. Kamala’s...
Shoot to kill or die
Puppy Love
“Imagine a hyena-cackle, raping your eardrums–forever.”
“Cracky?”
“Yes, Hunter?”
“I want to smoke you!”
And then Hunter walked on down the hall.
Please note my new bio.
Midnight in the Garden of Stupid and Evil
I have reached Dead Sea levels of saltiness today.
YAS, KWEEN!
Joemala: Episode 222
“You have to wear the hat, Vance,” Donald insisted. “It doesn’t fit my head,” J. D. said. “He doesn’t want to wear the hat?” the hair asked. “This is bullshit. I have to wear the hat. You jam that damn thing on top of me all the time.” “Don’t put me on him,” VEEP hat...
Götterdroolerung
filled with terrible purpose
Clean. Very clean.
As Above, So Below