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Low Life Scum Sucking Dogs

January 02, 2019 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

Okay, making a PAC pretending to help charities and then targeting old people puts you on the Straight To Hell list, so Kecia Pollock and her husband William better start packing.

 

The two of them formed 4 PACs:

 

 

They raised $1.4 million from these PACs in 2018.  Obviously, that’ll get you a very nice home in Vegas.

And to think, in 2012 they declared bankruptcy.

Thanks to Alfredo over at the Dairy Queen.

Here Ya Go

January 02, 2019 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

Trump’s New Year tweet, and wouldn’t you know? He SCREAMS it.

 

Remember that phrase …

When Democrats take control of the House tomorrow.

When Don, Jr. is the next person indicted.

When the Mueller report comes out.

When Ivanka and Jared do the perp walk.

When his ample butt is hauled out of the White House.

Calm down and enjoy the ride.

Thanks to Don A. for the heads up.

Just What He wanted All Along – To Be Prom Queen

January 01, 2019 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

So, I thought Lindsey Graham was just screwing with my head when all of a sudden out of the clear the blue he zoomed from being a Trump critic to being Trump’s knight in shining armor.

Just as I was wondering if that cost Trump about the same as landing on Boardwalk with three hotels, Lindsey takes to the airway to explain.

 

 

Access.  That’s all he wanted. He wanted to be taken seriously and go to the White House to have all those good lookin’ military boys snap to attention as he walked by. He just wanted to taste the sweet elixir of power. He didn’t even need to take a bottle home – he just wanted to inhale its bouquet.

He wanted someone – even the scum of presidential disgrace – to pay attention to him.  That’s all it took to blacken his soul and help him contribute to the breaking of America.

He’s gross, y’all, don’t touch him.

 

Who’s He Talking To? More Importantly, Who Would Talk to Him?

December 31, 2018 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

Trump says that most federal employees want the shut down.

“Many of those workers have said to me, communicated, stay out until you get the funding for the wall,” Trump told reporters on Christmas day. “These federal workers want the wall.”

Maybe federal workers in another country, but not this one.

About 71 percent of federal workers oppose the shutdown …

And …

About 30 percent of federal workers support a wall, though 35 percent of those individuals say the means of a shutdown do not justify the ends.

What this means is that you’ve got Jim Bob and Lester working for the Department of Agriculture in Vance, Alabama (yeah well, they never heard of you either) enjoying the time off while Ethel and Brenda take a second job to pay for the beer. Trump talked to them because they speak Trump. In fact, they’ve been researching the back of hunting magazines for ads where you can get yourself one of them foreign wives who knows to shuddup and do what a man says because Brenda whining all the damn time about that second job is getting real old.

So now you’ve got government by Trump, Jim Bob, and Lester. Oh yeah, and Mitch McConnell.

Thanks to Chloe Bear for the heads up.

 

And We’re Off …

December 31, 2018 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

Okay, it’s official.  Elizabeth Warren has formed an “exploratory committee” to start raising money for her bid for the presidency.

She might as well run. Everybody else is.

At 8:30 this morning, Warren emailed her supporters to ask for money to get this show on the road.

I like her and her anti-Wall Street perspective. I also like how she was one of the first to sass Trump back.  However, I worry about her handling of the whole “Pocahontas” thing. That was a disaster.

 

Some Time To Play

December 28, 2018 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

I’m taking a couple of days off, so unless El Jefe gets the itch, I’m outta here today and tomorrow.

However, I want to give you some damn place to talk if something BIG happens.

So jump right in and say whatever the dickens you want to.