Well … SHIT! pic.twitter.com/oFjGQ5OCx6
— InCorrectly Political (@JazzyLM) May 15, 2020
Maybe tomorrow if he wakes up with his brain, Stacey…. then again you are our last hope as you swoop in to save us all in your…. in your…. (Oh my God) ….. in your CAPE!
Yes, that is Stacy Abrams Superchub as she appeared in the Washington Post. Just imagine when she swoops into the Oval Office like that.
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My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Gerard Van der Leun
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Priceless!
gurl can put away the pork chops nah.
My state dodge a bullet with this one. But, as we can see they’re ramping up racial animus prior to the election again since we’re no longer locked down. It’s close to turning blue and it’s all they have.
The subtitles and graphics on the second version were most helpful!
The way this whole thing was set up is just weird, with that odious news anchor and all – did she really believe coming into this moment that Joe was about to announce his running mate, way ahead of the convention season? Isn’t this the anchor that got so upset a couple of years ago about stopping that goddammed hammering! in the background? I guess Stacy looked just like a nail. She must have been badgering the living sh*t out of Joe’s campaign.
Stacy. Open up, sweetheart. I want to see if Geppetto is lighting a fire yet.
The Washington Post’s divorce from reality has been finalized, I see.
Lard of the Fries. Someone had to say it.
Lard of the Fries.
That was good.
Double plus ungood sooper.
If this heavily jowled sow tried haul ass she’d have to make 4 trips. But I digress….nice suit Stacey. Kim Jung Un would be jealous.
A family of Vietnamese immigrants could live in those pants.
How does it wipe its butt? It must take a power washer.
Just think, that…that…THING will probably be sashaying all over that tarnished (white) house next year.
DC is a ghetto.
That photo, my god. AND with high heels. Reminds me how Rodney Dangerfield answered the audience, “How fat was she?”… “How fat? When she wore high heels she struck oil.”
Strap wheels fore and aft and you got yourself a pretty fair amphibious craft. Tail gunner rides the crack.
If I have to ride that crack I hereby am going AWOL at Warp Factor 5.
Faster than a speeding glacier!
More electable than Louis Farrakhan!
Able to leap to conclusions in a single bound!
Look!
Up above the masthead!
It’s a blimp!
It’s an eclipse!
It’s… NARCISSISTER!
It’s funny how your brain sometimes can ‘auto-complete’ what you’re reading. My eyes read “Runway Supermodel” and my brain processed that into “Runaway Supertanker”
And Pelosi calls Trump morbidly obese? Has she looked at Stacy “Tank” Abrams lately?