October 08, 2014 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized
Welcome to The World's Most Dangerous Beauty Salon, Inc.
My name is Susan DuQuesnay Bankston. I live in Richmond, Texas, in the heart of Tom DeLay's old district. It's nuttier than squirrel poop here.
I am honored and privileged to know Miss Juanita Jean Herownself, hairdresser extraordinary and political maven. Since she does not have time to fiddle with this internet stuff, I type her website for her and you can read it if you want to. If you don't, she truly does not give a big bear's butt.
A lot of what I post here has to do with local politics, but you probably have the same folks in your local government.
This ain't a blog. Blogs are way too trendy for me. This is a professional political organization.
Following the letter of the law… great graphic!
1I will match Senator Graham’s contribution.
2Even better if those boots can be remote controlled, long distance, by Ms Lindsey while she sips sweet tea and fans herself.
3Deep down, Mrs. McCain is touched by the sentiment here to make her dream come true.
4It would be even better if they would attach a photo of the purchaser to each boot.
5Can those be purchased by the pallet, and do they come in “C” width for Chicken-hawk? Will get back to you on the lengths needed, as soon as Senator Graham and the rest of the flock of Chicken-hawks board planes for Iraq and Syria.
6glf – how about we attach a photo of the senator or representative we most want wearing the boots, when they hit the ground?
My nominee for today is Steve Scalise of LA. Please don’t ask why, as it would waste too much of Juanita Jean’s bandwidth and violate every rule Mama has to describe that dirt bag.
7JJ, I’m not going to comment.
I am going to share on Facebook.
8Well, why not. Isn’t this what the chicken hawks are demanding? My! My! They never said word one about somebody being in those boots.
9These Boots Were Made For Mocking…
10please please please oh please let Senator Graham legitimately win the Teapublican nomination.
11Why not send the boots to Lindsay and tell her to get her little tootsies in them and go. There’d be enough pairs for her and all her right-wing buddies, and–as with the Westboro Baptist Church (who didn’t actually go, though, did they?) this could lead to a win/win situation in which we had no Lindsay here, and pretty soon the Iraqis wouldn’t have her annoying them, either.
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