
This is either a douche or the OAF OF OFFICE. From this angle, there is essentially no discernible difference
If you do not get of your lazy ass and vote, this is on you.
This is either a douche or the OAF OF OFFICE. From this angle, there is essentially no discernible difference
If you do not get of your lazy ass and vote, this is on you.
But the cruelty, that was original. That was the product of its anger over being short-changed in the phallic sense. It has spent an entire lifetime in a never-ending snit because no matter how much money Douchebag Daddy left it, it would never get over the embarrassment it suffered in the locker room at boarding school due to the diminutive size of its genitalia. Since it would be a stretch to blame somebody else for this particular shortcoming, there was really no way to assuage that particular ire. For direct first-hand evidence that this is what concerns the OBOE (Orange Bag Of Excrement), note that at one of the debates in 2016, it said of Marco Rubio, “I have to say this, he hit my hands. Nobody has ever hit my hands. I’ve never heard of this one. Look at those hands. Are they small hands? And he referred to my hands if they’re small, something else must be small. I guarantee you there’s no problem. I guarantee you.” Remember, when this drivel spewed from that Orange sewer hole, it was during a nationally televised event. It had to discuss the size of its TEENY-WEENIE on all channels. And, as every utterance it has ever made proves, when it asserts something and then adds, “believe me,” or “I guarantee you,” it is a prevarication (for the Orange and ignorant among you, that means a lie). So here we are. The White House is illegitimately occupied by a pathetic figure suffering from declining mental capacity that can only recall personal slights and seek revenge. This humiliation is part and parcel of what underlies the IMPOTUS’ perpetual state of unbridled rage.