A president who fart in he own mouth. A shameful president.
I wonder what this guy's Twitter page looks like.
That is the best disclaimer ever. It's there for the off-chance that someone might post something positive about black people.
Hehe, that would be so funny. And we could throw watermelon and fried chicken and get shot by the secret service. Now that's a party.
You don't know how great this president is going to be. Now if someone challenges our country to a game of basketball, we got a president who's got game. Kobe!
I'm annoyed to see so many people arguing about the will of the majority. Don't like Jim Crow laws? Then leave the country! Out the back entrance, of course.
Your children vehemently resist helping others and bettering their community. Congrats.
Sometimes I dream that I'm sitting in the back of the defunct Weinermobile as it careens driverless down the highway. At first I thought this was symbolic of the powerlessness I feel in life, but then I realized it's actually the Weinermobile's dream of being able to drive again.
Three years ago, when we were burying my uncle, Cleaver and some gross lady dog (Solstice???) showed up at the cemetery and starting going at it really loudly. It ruined everything and we had to have a "re-do" the next day and it cost a fortune. I've hated him ever since for that.
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