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Time to spend some of those canned goods and ammo you’ve been hoarding in downtown Portland

by Vanderleun on August 11, 2020

Man in #Portland pleads for @realDonaldTrump help 🙄#PortlandRiots pic.twitter.com/SQeewbM5RA

— Nic Paul Enache (@nicpaulenache) August 11, 2020

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Flatulent Filbert August 11, 2020, 3:33 PM

And how many times did he vote Democrat in the last 70 years?

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Uncle Mikey August 11, 2020, 4:10 PM

Death to Marxist filth

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ghostsniper August 11, 2020, 7:05 PM

whiney sissy

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Sixtyville August 12, 2020, 10:06 AM

Uncle Fester is alive! Alive!

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John the River August 12, 2020, 11:32 AM

Point is, is he ready to vote for Donald Trump in November?

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Anonymous August 14, 2020, 7:09 AM

So, if he’s not lying, Portland has been the center of his Universe for seventy uninterrupted years, and now he’s whining about having wasted his life as a pathetic ‘white’ Murikan Cuck…..begging for someone else to protect him and his surroundings.
Reap what you’ve sown Cucks. Reap the whirlwind.

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Bonaventure August 14, 2020, 7:10 AM

So, if he’s not lying, Portland has been the center of his Universe for seventy uninterrupted years, and now he’s whining about having wasted his life as a pathetic ‘white’ Murikan Cuck…..begging for someone else to protect him and his surroundings.
Reap what you’ve sown Cucks. Reap the whirlwind.

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