Labels: humor, idiot liberals (BIRM), videos

	11:13 PM   0

Her Nibs filling out the
"winning" nomination form.

Labels: dangerously incompetent liberals (BIRM), humor, kNob-el PC-ize, Kommunist Kool-Aid Kult (aka liberalism), miserably failing liberals (BIRM), narcissist liberals (BIRM), neither Hope nor Change

	10:22 PM   0

oint statement of the MqQain and Oblahma campaigns:

Our friends, this is indeed our time and our place for a change that, yes, we can believe in. A change that will usher in hope for future generations of citizens of the world everywhere.

We have been to the Middle East. We have been to Europe. We have been to South America and, of course, to North America. To Mexico, to Canada, and almost every state, city, town, and village in between.

Wherever we went, we have seen people working and living there. Good people. Hard working people. People of every kind, living together and working together for a better life for themselves, their families, and their communities. People from every walk of life who were following a dream of hope, of a future in which all people would have the promise of a brighter and more peaceful tomorrow. A tomorrow that promises a new world of law where the strong are just and the weak secure and the peace preserved.

We have seen people worshiping in accordance with their own religious beliefs. We have seen them going to work everyday, to the farms, factories, marketplaces, and offices spread throughout their own lands. We have talked to ranchers and farmers, accountants and merchants, sales clerks and construction workers, company presidents and CEOs, and to local council members and prime ministers of nations. We have talked to single mothers in Illinois and day laborers in Arizona. We have seen their children going to school. We have also seen young men and women going to college, all pursuing their own individual dreams for the future.

We have seen all kinds of people in all kinds of places doing all kinds of things. But when we talked to each of them, no matter how different or diverse they are, we noticed all of them have one thing in common: Their desire for change.

People want change. They want it now. More than that, they hope that the people they elect to office this November will give it to them.

It is time to put the politics of the past behind us so, yes, we can have a new and better politics now and in the future. A politics that listens to people and talks to them and with them instead of talking at them. A politics that allows everyone, regardless of party, to work together to not only identify problems and challenges, but solve and meet them in a spirit of mutual cooperation instead of constant conflict. A spirit that will let us make America become a nation of hope once again.

It is in this spirit of cooperation that both of us have decided to put aside our differences of the past and to work together for those changes we need now for a much better tomorrow.

Therefore, each of us has chosen the other to be his running mate. That way everyone will have real hope that all of the changes they want will be addressed no matter who is elected president on Election Day.

We also will be campaigning together. And both of us will speak at each other's national party convention.

It will be a change that, yes, all Americans can believe in.

But most of all, a change that gives each and every one of us hope.

Labels: humor, They Campaign We Decide '08

	2:13 AM   0

ight after Canada's northern and easternmost provinces, along with every polar bear, succumb to Teh Melted Arctic Ice Cap Calamitastrophe™ in five years ten years fifty years the Impending GorEnd Times^®, its remaining ones are going to have to join Barry's Union of Soviet-style Socialist States of America. See? (If you don't see, then you're a racist.)

Of course, before teh MAICC, we'll need to build a People's Democratic Sea Wall (or Great Sea Wall of Chinada, appropriately shown in red) to save Provinces Nos. 7 through 10 — thenceforth known as Michellitoba, Barackatchewan, Algorerta, and Obamish Husseinia, respectively — as well as Alaska from all the mass drownings.

Also, Provinces Nos. 3, 5, and 6 would be renamed New Changewick, Hopebec, and Wrightario.

Then Mrs. Obama will have seven other reasons to be extremely proud of this country.


Inspired by ScrappleFace (View From 1776).

Labels: clue-challenged liberals (BIRM), g'liberal warming, humor

	3:29 PM   0

rs." Hillosery Rottin' al-Limbaugh. Starting to have a nice ring to it.

Geeesh.

Labels: humor

	4:34 PM   0

ear Naughty Person,

The lump of coal in your stocking was put there not because I'm a big, fat, insensitive, anti-multicultural (insofar as I hire only elves), racist (insofar as I hire only elves), union-busting (insofar as I hire only non-union elves) shill for Big Coal^® trying to brainwash you so you won't even consider reducing your carbon footprint.

No, that coal is just a poor symbol of the lump of flesh I see beating in your chest which you have the unmitigated gall to call a heart.

I say poor because not even coal could ever adequately symbolize such an unnaturally hard, dark deposit of fossilized plant material through which pumps the ice-congested bile that passes for blood inside your veins (most noticeably those blue ones that pop out so precipitously at the sides of your head and neck the very moment you see standing within eyeshot of the tiniest Public Space^® a Dreaded Manger Scene™, immediately and invariably followed by your pouting on and on about the nation's imminent "Theocracy!").

Now before you start crying, "Where's your evidence, Santa?" — just remember: I know when you are sleeping. I know when you're awake. Do you really think feel it would be that hard for me to know, also, that you've been very, very bad? For goodness' sake! Even my reindeer have brains enough to figure that one out. And I wouldn't have to crack my whip across their hindquarters like I usually do to make them do it.

(Hey, finish this letter first before making those calls to PETA! Any more rudeness from you and you'll be bucking for two lumps of coal next year. So you better watch out.)

What did you just mumble? You say I couldn't know how bad you've been unless I've engaged in some evil conspiracy to illegally wiretap all your phone calls?

Guess who's about to go on my Double Soopur Seekrit List that I only have to check once.

Which reminds me: "Ha, ha, ha." There's no way in Girl and Boy Land any weaselly political-correctness busybody is ever going to make this Jolly Ol' Saint Nick sound like some Spineless Ol' Jellyfish. You can take away my "ho, ho, ho's" when you pry them from my cold, dead lips!

That offends your blue state sensibilities? Well, rudy toot toot and rummy tum tums. I'd wrap up a little tabbed violin for you to play that on but the only leftover instruments I've got inside this year's bag are a little tin horn and a little toy drum. You and that other busybody could use them to start a jazz duo.

Besides, blue is much too sad a color for anyone's state.

Why do you think feel I wear this red suit?

But back to your lump of coal:

By now you're probably thinking feeling I must have dynamited it out of one of my many, many strip mines close to the North Pole. (You feel I shouldn't even have one coal strip mine? Try telling that to any of the polar bears my elves have subcontracted to work around the clock in them just to meet the demand. At the prevailing wage of one fish per ton they're literally rolling in seafood, given how many of you naughty persons are out there in need of lump after lump after lump of coal.)

Speaking of food, my biggest market for this year's lumps of coal is that Isle of Misfit Nannies. I've gotten so many letters from them asking not for any little toy dolls that cuddle and coo, elephants, boats and kiddie cars too, but for me to lose a lot of weight. "Santa, oh Santa," one indoctrinatee writes, "please don't let your old arteries get all clogged up with all that sugar from those candy canes you keep enjesting (must be a British spelling)."

My second biggest market for coal is on the Idiotarian Peninsula, where many a gummit-skewl edumacator has so thought-policed their students captive audiences the latter are now telling pollsters they feel not only that I, Father Christmas, am "too fat" but that I have to putter around the world on a murdercycle!

It's obvious not one of you naughty persons has thought felt out any of this at all.

Have you ever seen the belly of someone with washboard abs shake like anything more than a thick steel girder when he laughs, much less like a bowlful of jelly?

Are you seriously proposing I exchange my eight reindeer for an eight-cylinder 4x4, and Rudolph for a pair of headlights? What do I do, shout out to each of my spark plugs, "Fire, Dasher! fire, Dancer! fire, Prancer and Vixen! Boost, Comet! boost, Cupid! boost, Donder and Blitzen!"?

Clearly you don't want someone like me. You want a thin, granola-munching, Gaia-worshiping, PC-talking Prius owner to provide nothing but unconditional public handouts to the poor (no matter how naughty) and a stern lecture about Shameful Greed™ to the rich (no matter how nice). In other words, someone who's exactly the same as all of you.

So much for encouraging diversity. There's more of it amongst my elves.

Next you'll be wanting no children having a jubilee, or building the first toyland town all around any Christmas tree.

Well, you know what? Just forget about the lump of coal. I'm not even going to give you that.

Your empty stocking is a much better symbol of that joyless samefulness you can't stand anyone not being confined to.

It and the letter you're reading now are really the only things someone as naughty as you deserves this and every other Christmas, not to mention all the days in between.

Disappointedly yours,

Santa Claus

P.S. If you caught a glimpse of me coming to town or down the chimney, don't bother filing a frivolous, harassing lawsuit. I don't accept certified/return receipt letters; nor will you find any process servers planning to make a trip anywhere inside the Arctic Circle before the statute of limitations runs out.

Labels: humor, liberalism: THE ideology of hate, liberals unhinged, more liberal intolerance, narcissist liberals (BIRM)

	10:47 AM   0

urtle Bay (Asssocialisted Press) – United Nations Secretary General Ban Ki-moon[bat] today announced the formation of a new international secretariat to create and operate an alternative global Internet system which would compete directly with the current, US-based one accessed by millions of users every microsecond.

Mr. Ki-moon[bat] said the US-based system is "monopolistic and corrupt and impossibly unreformable." The new system, he says, would be "run completely by an international body that will use United Nations resources [funded mostly at US taxpayers' taxedsuckers' expense, of course] to offer a more world-friendly Internet experience for everyone."

The new body, titled the United Nations World Online Resource and Knowledge Access Base Using Localless Lines (or simply UNWORKABULL), would run a separate Internet infrastructure headed by a special UN deputy secretary.

Calling it "New World Online," Mr. Ki-moon[bat] expects that the UN-managed system will eventually replace the US-based one and become the sole means of all peoples' access to the Internet.

"We will control it. We will run it. But most importantly, you [We] will like it," he said.

Users of the new Internet — or "HumaNET," as it would be known [™'s be damned] — will notice some very substantial differences between it and the current Internet.

Most noticeably, all users are charged a "fee for access" paid directly to the United Nations every time they log on to the HumaNET. The amount of that fee is still being discussed, but many observers close to the discussions feel it "won't be unreasonable — a few pennies or so at the most, that's all."

Also, no private company will be allowed to offer consumers telephone, cable, or wireless access to the HumaNET. Instead, UNWORKABULL will set up branches in every country for opening "world citizen accounts," with each account directly managed and monitored by a central office at United Nations headquarters.

Web-site ownership will be a thing of the past as well. Instead of a World Wide Web, the "World Wide Commons [Commune]" is what people are going to browse.

According to UNWORKABULL's published rulebook, domains are alloted only to "those persons and organizations committed to promoting world peace and unity." Further, no domain "trustee" may ever claim "any ownership whatsoever beyond that which the Deputy Secretary for UNWORKABULL deems absolutely necessary over any of the material offered anywhere by him/her/other" on the domain. This rule, Mr. Ki-moon[bat] says, is needed to ensure a "totally share and share alike" environment across the HumaNET.

Everything users see and hear on the HumaNET will respectively have a new look and sound, too.

Under UNWORKABULL's rules, "Every World Wide Commons [Commune] site, page, document, file, image, video, power point presentation, or other screen-viewable material must visibly and prominently display at all times the official United Nations logo." Music and other audio files, such as MP3 downloads, would each contain an officially approved 10-second snippet of either "It's A Small World (After All)" or "I'd Like To Teach The World To Sing (In Perfect Harmony)" at the beginning.

"This World Wide Commons [Commune] is everyone's," Mr. Ki-moon[bat] said. "Our job is to make sure it stays that way."

Part of that job, he says, is prohibiting "hate speech of any kind" on the HumaNET. Filters and methods for blocking and eliminating what he describes as "undesirable" material or even whole sites on the World Wide Commons [Commune] would be a mandatory feature.

An example Mr. Ki-moon[bat] gives is the presence and propagation of "climate-change denial" sites and messages on the current Internet. "The United Nations has, in effect, declared such denial to be criminally irresponsible. So it will find no place on our [Our] World Wide Commons [Commune]."

UNWORKABULL plans to start opening world-citizen accounts for users as soon as the United Nations approves its initial budget [bilks US taxpayers taxedsuckers — again].

Labels: clue-challenged liberals (BIRM), elitist despot liberals (BIRM), humor, megalomaniacal liberals (BIRM), more liberal intolerance, Useless Nitwits

	11:41 PM   0

lement name: Liberalium

Symbol: Lb

Atomic number: 0

Protons: 0

Nutrons: 2 × 10∞

Electrons: 0

Melting point: -273.15 °C (absolute zero)

Boiling point: 22 °C (room temperature)

Density: infinite

Electronegativity: always

Description: In addition to its aeronomical effects, scientists consensusly believe this element is responsible for all the so-called "dark matter" in the universe (i.e., an inert form of matter emitting absolutely no light which would, absent countervailing forces, contribute to the universe's reversing its expansion and eventually collapsing in on itself until nothing at all — not even energy — remains). Although not radioactive, liberalium is considered highly dangerous, with even casual exposure causing such a massive accumulation of toxic material in the brain that the organ quickly succumbs to total neuron neutralization, leading to brain death or a Demoqratic Party presidential nomination (six of one, a half dozen of the other and all that). Liberalium exhibits no positive reaction to any of the normal elements. For example, any exposure to bushsonium causes it to explode in a most violent and deranged manner. Otherwise liberalium readily bonds with taxustodeathium, a similarly regressive element, to form the economically corrosive acid Lb₄Tx, also known as socialism. Mistaking it for progressivium, ideologues of hate and divisiveness throughout the ages have worshiped liberalium because they feel it possesses magical powers that only they can conjure "for the children."

Labels: g'liberal warming, humor, liberalism: THE ideology of hate

	12:04 PM   0

ick Cheney had a busy morning. During the 125 Minutes™ he acted as president while President George W. Bush was undergoing "a routine colon cancer test," he made "good" use of his time. Although he realized President Bush's incapacitation would be only temporary, Acting President Cheney knew any executive orders he might sign wouldn't.

Thus, now ensconced in one of our National Archive's Secure Rooms®, we have Executive Order A2NC1 of July 21, 2007:

By the authority vested in me as Acting President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, including section 3 of the Twenty Fifth Article of Amendment to the Constitution,

I, RICHARD B. CHENEY, Acting President of the United States of America, find that George W. Bush, per the oft stated consensus of progressives liberals, all of whom stake sole claim to the Undebatable Ways of Science™, is indeed a "chimp" or "chimpanzee," and further find that the Constitution of the United States allows only a human being, not any gregarious anthropoid ape (Pan troglodytes) of tropical Africa or elsewhere, to hold the Office of President. I, therefore, hereby order:

Section 1. No future declaration or other document so reputedly signed by a chimpanzee has any force or effect whatsoever with regard to the proceedings of or transmittals from the Office of the President.

Sec. 2. In accordance with section 1 of this order, no declaration or other document hereafter signed by George W. Bush has any such force or effect, especially with regard to anything purported to be his written declaration transmitted to the President pro tempore of the Senate and the Speaker of the House of Representatives after this order goes into effect.

Sec. 3. Due to the obvious fact that, pursuant to this order, no future declaration transmitted by George W. Bush which claims he is again able to discharge the powers and duties of his office may have any force or effect whatsoever, his prior written declaration that he is unable to discharge those powers and duties will hereby stand throughout the remainder of his presidency, and I, RICHARD B. CHENEY, will continue to be Acting President of the United States of America. Mwahahahahaha!!1!

Sec. 4. This order goes into effect immediately.

RICHARD B. CHENEY

THE WHITE HOUSE,

7:17am EDT
July 21, 2007

Labels: humor

	3:32 PM   0

ou may have seen some "news reports" showing G--e flying around the world in personal jets that "guzzle" a "lot of fuel" or living in really "big" homes that use more electricity than "your average small-sized American town." These so called reports may have left you feeling G--e is nothing but a greedy hippercrit.

But there wrong!

Yes. Read that again. There wrong. R-O-N-G. Wrong! (We left the "W" out on purpous because we want you to no who's really behind these "reports." We didn't leave it out because were dum.)

Now you no. G--e doesn't fly around in jets anymore and He doesn't live in big homes that still use so much electricity. He's an enviromentelest. Thru & thru. Nothing hippercritacle about Him. Why, He's trying the save the world, for the love of G--e!

Anyway, we no you don't beleave those silly reports. You no there writen by nothing but Faux News Repugorters who hate G--e. Yes, hate. They hate Him because He tried to stop "W" from steeling the electon. They don't want to moveon because there to busy hating Him. And there racists.

But G--e is not a racist. He cares about people. All of them. He wants to help them. But most of all He wants to help you.

Thats right. You. He cares about you personally. And He wants to save you. Don't you want to be saved? Of coarse you do.

Since your inteligant and smart, we don't have to tell you our poor Earth has got a fever. It's heating up even now! Just go outside tommorrow and walk around. You can just feel it, can't you? You probally allready no why its heating up to. Thats right. The ones who are really greedy and who don't care about you are dumping polutents in the very air we breath! There choking us all. But they don't care. Not about you. Not about anyone. They just want to make alot of money and spend it on themselves. Talk about hippercrits!

Now you may be wandering "what do I have to do to let G--e save me?" It's really very easy. All you have to do is beleave in Him and trust that He'll help you. He'll instently come into your heart and you'll no that you've been saved. You'll be a changed person!

Speaking of change, you probally allready figured out that its going to take alot of money for G--e to save people. There are lots of them out there like you just waiting to be saved. You want them to be saved to, don't you? Of coarse you do. You wouldn't want just yourself to be saved would you? You no that would be selfish. And you don't want to be like those greedy hippercrits who just go around spending money on no one but themselves. You'd never want to exclude anyone like that because that would make you a racist.

So don't be a racist. Send G--e at least a $100 now so He can start saving people. Just like He saved you. You'll be glad you did.

Not only that but it'll give you a warm feeling inside because you'll no that your helping G--e help others. Thats where all the warming should be. Not on the outside where it destroys our poor Earth and makes people feel bad. But on the inside where it makes people feel good.

But G--e has to litterly fight to help others. Thats right. Fight! He has to fight the very same ones who tried to stop Him before. There trying to stop Him now from helping people, including people of color. Because they hate G--e and they hate people of color. And you no why they hate Him and them? Right. There racists.

So help G--e fight the racists and save people. Like He saved you.

He's even started a new orginization to help Him orginize His fight. Its called the "Fight Against Climatic Temperatures Leaving Earth Scorched and Sizzling" orginization. But we just call it FACTLESS for short. You can join it to! Membership is only $100 (or $200 if you haven't given G--e that first $100 yet to help Him start saving people). Once you join you can get a grate T shirt that says "I'm with G--e & FACTLESS"! Its only $50 (+shipping & handeling).

You can where that T shirt with pride because you no you'll be helping G--e buy energy ephicent jets and homes so Faux News can't say anymore hateful things about Him like they did in there lying "reports."

FACTLESS will help you out when you need to argue with selfish people or racists about why there destroying our planet. We plan to start a web sight soon so you can log on and get news, alerts, protest scedules, and more from fellow FACTLESS activists. You can read thru the FACTLESS archive in case you mist some important peace of information. Registering will only be $25 a month for people saved by G--e who sign up for a year. But get in quick! This offer won't be around after our web sight opens.

As a FACTLESS activist you'll be helping G--e get the message out so everyone can here it. If your among the first 500 to join, you can also get a patch to sow on your jacket parka which you can show G--e the next time He comes to your city to sine copies of His books! (We have those availibal for you to order so you'll be prepaired when He visits.)

That patch is grate. It says "G--e saves" above a foto of our poor Earth. Below it says "and I'm helping Him!" We offer another patch with the FACTLESS logo on it which you'll like. Both are only $75 each (+sh).

All this can be yours if you let G--e save you.

(Just don't forget to add sells tax if you live in TN.)


Inspired by Dennis The Peasant.

Labels: g'liberal warming, humor

	8:16 AM   0

eading climate scienconcensustists have declared that the domesticated species Ovis aries contributes more to global climate change than all greenhouse gasses combined.

After duplicating an experiment conducted in New Zealand by Dr. Ewe Noh-Watt and his co-workers at the Institute of Veterinary Climatology — the results of which were first published April 1 on foolscap bearing RealClueless.org's letterhead — scienconcensustists reported to the UN's International Pogrom on Contrary Conclusions that anyone who openly disagrees with their findings should be tried by the International Criminal Court on charges of "terrorism aimed at the environment, a form of crime against humanity." Former National Socialist Workers Party leader Adolfus Hitler could not be reached for comment.

Asked whether the newe claims, as some of the "al'Qlima-terrorists" suggest, are either being exaggerated or based soley on cherry picked data to create such a sense of panic that bureaucrats inside rich nations' governments will award him and his colleagues lavish, career-advancing public grants for "additional research," an IPCC scienconcensustist speaking on condition of anonymity responded, "absolutely not."

"However," the scienconcensustist continued, "there is a con us scientists sense, which is that Soylent Green is not made of all people. Just this one:"

"Now children, let me tell you a story," al-Gore began as he spoke to a gathering of liberals and other mental five-year-olds at a recent climoonbat convention in Californistan. He said the greatest danger facing their scamovement is "every baaaaad question raised about it by conservative commentators" and whoever else either lacks his chameleonic qualities or possesses two or more functioning brain cells.

Labels: g'liberal warming, humor, narcissist liberals (BIRM)

	1:08 AM   0

've figured out what climate change is and how to solve it.

Everyone knows what sofa change is. That's those coins that keep falling out of everyone's pockets when they're sitting on the sofa and wind up in between the cushions. Later on, usually towards the end of the week, someone lifts up those cushions to see if any's there. If he finds some he puts the change in his pocket, where it's then known as pocket change.

Pocket change is great. Unless you've got a hole in your pocket. In that case it'll drop out and go straight down your pants leg. If you're very, very lucky it falls into your shoe, so at the end of the day you can get it back. But that never ever happens. The change just ends up on the floor. Except change usually waits until you go outside before falling out of any holes in your pocket. (There's probably a scientific explanation why it does that, but that's not important here.)

The important thing is is that if you find any change between the cushions and you put it in a pocket that has a hole, it's going to wind up outside on the ground. Usually getting lost somewhere in the grass, and never on the driveway right there in plain sight like it ought. That means the change is going to sit out there for days if not weeks on end, all the while being exposed to all the worst elements of your climate, until your lawn mower rolls over it and kicks it out, usually straight into something or someone you wish it oughtn't have. But that's a different story.

What matters is that the change that's sitting outside in the harsh climate all because of that hole in your pocket has now become climate change.

So if you don't want any climate change out there, you better make sure you first sew up any holes that're in your pockets.

That's how you solve the problem of climate change.

Now I know what you're thinking. What about that "tipping point" that you've heard so many scientists talking so hotly about so much lately? I'm guessing you heard one of them saying we'll reach "a tipping point" soon if we don't do something to stop climate change right now; and that's got you all worried about something falling on top of your home and crashing in your roof right down on top of your and all your family's heads!

Except what they're saying doesn't make sense.

I don't see how climate change can help anyone reach any tipping point. Let's say you go into a restaurant and get really great service. Of course you'll want to leave a nice big tip for the waiter. Luckily you remember that right before you left for the restaurant, you found in between the cushions a bunch of sofa change and put it in your pocket. So you shouldn't have any problem paying that tip with your new pocket change. But because you have a hole in your pocket it's out there in the grass, right where it'd dropped out of you pants leg.

You quickly figure out that it's no longer "pocket change" but is now lying around somewhere outside as so much useless "climate change." The waiter mumbles under his breath you're a big fat cheapskate because even his wonderful service couldn't make you quite reach the tipping point. You're sad. He's sad. Whoever gets bipped in the arm by some of that climate change next time anyone mows your lawn is going to be really sad.

Now if you'd sewn up your pocket before putting that change in it, you'd have had enough pocket change to reach that tipping point.

Instead it's climate change. Which means there won't be any tipping point.

So you see, the only way you can reach "a tipping point" is if you have some pocket change, not climate change. Even if someone else finds the climate change and puts it in his pocket, he won't have it later to reach a tipping point should that pocket have a hole in it too.

Neither he nor you will have any pocket change until one of you first sews up either of those holes.

Labels: g'liberal warming, humor

	5:50 PM   0

f the ACLU's telephone number is the first one on your speed dial, you might be a victim.

If your name has ever been heard foaming past the lips of Je$$e Jack$on, al-$harpton, or anyone at CAIR, you might be a victim.

If you're not rich, white, tall, skinny, sober, big-bosomed, a straight-A student, out of jail, or a man, you might be a victim.

If your child has ever recited the Pledge of Allegiance, you might be a victim.

If Hanoi John F'in' al-Qerry says you're among those who R Stuk Inn Irak, you might be a victim.

If you ever voted for Pat Buchanan but there's a faded Ralph Nader bumper sticker on either side of your Florida license plate, you might be a victim.

If someone's been monitoring every telephone conversation between you and Osama bin Laden, you might be a victim.

If you have a job interview in El Paso but the only way you can get there is to swim across a river clutching a forged Social Security card, you might be a victim.

If any man has opened a door for you, you might be a victim.

If you've ever listened to an al-Demoqrat and actually believed what he, she, or other said, you may very well be a victim.

Labels: humor, Victimhood Inc.

	4:45 AM   0