Trump more than doubles Obama’s old numbers in off-the-charts New Hampshire primary!
Meanwhile… in other campaigns, the numbers tell the neverending story of chaos, confusion, and stealth communism.
Trump more than doubles Obama’s old numbers in off-the-charts New Hampshire primary!
Meanwhile… in other campaigns, the numbers tell the neverending story of chaos, confusion, and stealth communism.
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Wow! A blowout!
It’ll be interesting to see BootyJudge if he gets nominated. His vote count nationwide will be tepid. No one, in spite of vocal virtue-signaling to the contrary, really wants to imagine gay sex in the White House. I mean, there’s equality and all, but FFS. It’s disgusting if you’re truly honest about it. And not to mention sinful.
Tepid voting for the dem nom would assure Trump of an absolute slaughter in the voting. A bloodbath.
I am only reporting the state of our culture. BootyJ packs shit. You realize that, right?
Buttigieg as the Democrat Nominee?
Putin is salivating.
We want a president with balls up front, not bouncing off his bum.