It's 5:32 a.m. and Patrick is here with me and Junior is, presumably, at his Grandmother's.
Cindy Sheehan, America's clown laureate, has climbed back to the top of the Sick Twisted Freak leaderboard, with the purchase of a 5 acre plot in Crawford, Texas, from which to base her late summer side-show. I hope the real estate agent who brokered this deal-made-in-hell can sleep at night. If I was a merchant in Crawford I wouldn't accept any of his traitor money in exchange for anything.
Yeah, so this tragic idiot has crawled out from under her rock, slime dripping from her filthy rags, to once again grace our MSM airwaves. Good Luck, insane person. I like calling her names. She deserves much worse. How could a mother do this to her son? Incredibly cruel.
Actually she should be in a menatal hospital. She used her son's insurance money to buy the property and says "I'm sure Casey would approve". No, bitch, Casey is turning over in his grave in mortification over what his mom is doing to his memory, for her own self-gratification.
You don't want to hear the names I'm calling her under my breath.
We see the frenchy french men are trying to screw our Tour de france winner.
If he really was doped he's stupider than that idiot that cheated on not Cheryl Teagues (sic) but the other one.
-tr-
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