Nothing like sweet, stick molasses on a hot summer day. Speaking of floods, check out sweet photos of Venice under water. I especially like the people pastry shopping in galoshes.
So our soon to be ex-commander-in-chief is apparently drinking heavily, according to Wayne Madsen of the Wayne Madsen Report. I don’t know if it’s true, but I know I have been, pushed in part by these bullshit gas prices. I mean check out NY. Bullshit.
You know what really gets my goat? Peace and non-violence! More heinous beatings for all, I say. That was my slogan when I ran for political office. And I would have become Vicar of Candyland, if it hadn’t been for those attack ads the Gingerbread Man ran against me. So what if I find my constituents delicious? That candy cane told me he was 18!
Speaking of sexy crimes, a woman went undercover to seduce a juror. Bitches is crazy! From now on it’s only digital love for me. Ok, maybe Brian Boitano too.
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