A true harridan.
The old man is home restoring his recently-finished workshop to “herspace”.
Nyaah, he’s a eunuch, anyway.
TwoDogsMarch 5, 2020, 1:12 PM
Perpetually indignant is no way to go through life.
timMarch 5, 2020, 1:28 PM
She persisted…no wait…
Is anus mouth because of the shape or what comes out of it? Asking for a friend.
TrangBang68March 5, 2020, 2:00 PM
Old gal wants to get elected by the popular vote. Problem is, she just ain’t popular
VanderleunMarch 5, 2020, 2:20 PM
Both, Tim. My first ex-wife taught me that,.
HMarch 5, 2020, 5:46 PM
So it’s back to the Reservation now for Princess Liar-Liar-Pants-On-Fire. Oh well. Don’t let the teepee flap hit you in the a$$, Liz.
ghostsniperMarch 5, 2020, 6:29 PM
I watched it. What a disgusting animal. And that thing made it to the highest echelon of american politics, after being submerged in it for years. How in the world can any normal person out that thing into office in the first place? Is this country really that fucked?
Yes, she’s gone now, but the mindset that put her on that pedestal is still in place, and that should be unsettling.
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
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A true harridan.
The old man is home restoring his recently-finished workshop to “herspace”.
Nyaah, he’s a eunuch, anyway.
Perpetually indignant is no way to go through life.
She persisted…no wait…
Is anus mouth because of the shape or what comes out of it? Asking for a friend.
Old gal wants to get elected by the popular vote. Problem is, she just ain’t popular
Both, Tim. My first ex-wife taught me that,.
So it’s back to the Reservation now for Princess Liar-Liar-Pants-On-Fire. Oh well. Don’t let the teepee flap hit you in the a$$, Liz.
I watched it. What a disgusting animal. And that thing made it to the highest echelon of american politics, after being submerged in it for years. How in the world can any normal person out that thing into office in the first place? Is this country really that fucked?
Yes, she’s gone now, but the mindset that put her on that pedestal is still in place, and that should be unsettling.
Princess Summer Fall Winter Ooops
Fauxcahontas coming in third in her own state made my schadenfreude cup runneth over.
Fauxcahontas….
She be first female tribal Chief of the “Honest Injun” tribe. Ugh”
“How”
“Damned if I know…..