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“WE. ARE. DEMOCRATS.”

by Vanderleun on August 20, 2020

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Kevin in PA August 20, 2020, 5:25 PM

They are delusional.

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Casey Klahn August 20, 2020, 5:28 PM

Of uck!

On point. Must save.

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Steve in Greensboro August 20, 2020, 6:21 PM

And Hunter Biden, world renowned crackhead, stripper-impregnator and general whoremonger, he of the $ 80k a month no-show job for Ukrainian oil & gas firm Burisma and CCP hedge fund management, is speaking tonight about what a wonderful man his father is. It’s like Sammy Gravano giving a character reference for John Gotti.

The Biden Crime Family are part of the Ruling Class so they can do whatever they want. Just like their fascist brownshirts in the streets of American cities.

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TC August 20, 2020, 9:30 PM

Hard to argue with that public service announcement. Sorta wish that it was sponsored by Remington, Colt, Winchester, Glock…

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Joe Krill August 21, 2020, 6:22 AM

There is a whole lot of blatant truth in this video. Very sad that the democratic party has become the front line attack soldiers for the Marxist/Communist new world order.

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rabbit tobacco August 21, 2020, 8:01 AM

16 These six [things] doth the LORD hate: yea, seven [are] an abomination unto him:

17 A proud look, a lying tongue, and hands that shed innocent blood,

18 An heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief,

19 A false witness [that] speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren.

Psalms 6:16-19 kjv

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M. Murcek August 21, 2020, 9:35 AM

Gee. Comment #6 sounds like several women I have known…

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ghostsniper August 21, 2020, 11:32 AM

Somebody spelled “parasites” wrong, again.

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From my youth up I never liked the city.
I never forgot the mountains where I was born.
The world caught me and harnessed me
And drove me through dust, thirty years away from home.
Migratory birds return to the same tree.
Fish find their way back to the pools where they were hatched.
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Peach trees stand by the front door.
The village is out of sight.
You can hear dogs bark in the alleys,
And cocks crow in the mulberry trees.
When you come through the gate into the court
You will find no dust or mess.
Peace and quiet live in every room.
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