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Tuesdays with Claymore

Or, you know, the Chinese who are killing us in this area

DUlusional

More like chai latte

Truth hurts

Caveman

Fake white males in Texas fake want Trump fake impeached

Hit in the nuts

Yeah, run with that…

So the giant sucking sound wasn’t Monica?

Alien nation

Dems only lose because of voter suppression. Yup.

Ninja please

Cowards

So you DON’T need Federal money?

Free cookies?

Good thing Obama never did this….

This idiot things the Dems won this thing

No Patriot fans at DU, I guess. Naturally.

Gun shows are racist

Voxsplaining the shutdown

The end of Joy

Commence the faux pearl-clutching

Child abuse in one picture

Respect my athora’tah!

Oh hey, did you know Trump is literally Hitler?

Counting chickens

Tell me more about polls again

“GOP played chicken and lost” LOLOL

11 thoughts on “Tuesdays with Claymore

  1. I looked at a few of those and laughed while remembering that those snowflakes are part of the crowd that eats Tide Pods!

  2. Another Tuesday of “Libtard Asshurt” over at DU…

    Claymore – you’re a brave one going over there to get these nuggets of woe. Hope all of your shots are up to date.

    🙂

    1. Senior Chief, I worry more for Claymore’s long term mental health. Being in such a hostile, delusional, irrational environment cannot be good. The group-think alone over there chips away at one’s sanity.

    2. Claymore, youre one of the best!

      I think what Claymore must do every Tuesday morning is; put on MOPP 4, then OVER that he puts on a Level A HAZMAT suit. He attaches his hermetically sealed survival mixture of Scotch and Coffee and begins to delve into the Democratic Underground.

      I my imagination he is listening to Warren Zevon at full blast to mitigate the whining of the DU contributors.

      Upon mission completion he guzzles the rest of the Scotch, pours the coffee over his head, and goes and gets the all the Bacon you can eat breakfast special at the local diner.

    1. The Macallan…the 25 year old expression will make you slap your mama. If I’m looking for something smoky, I hit Laphroaig. The cask strength will punch you in the mouf!

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