Claymore just got back from his weekly DUmpster diving. Don’t touch him, he might be infectious;<\/p>\n
I’m hunting wabbits…<\/a>
\nShow me ze papers, comrade:<\/a>
\nI wonder if they’d be as tolerant if Muslims were…oh never mind. <\/a>
\nAim Higher:<\/a>
\n..pants on fire: <\/a>
\nI hate to tell ya’.<\/a>
\nMore Kool-Aid!!! They’re waking up!!!<\/a>
\nUh….what? <\/a>
\nShe doth protest too much…<\/a>
\n“Hello? Suicide Hotline? <\/a>
\nRahm-a-langa-ding-dong<\/a>
\nThe phallus of fallacy: <\/a>
\nVP plays with his wiener:<\/a>
\nWhat is the sound of no hand clapping….<\/a>
\nI’m going to invest in razor blades, whisky and Prozac…<\/a>
\nI have nothing pithy to say about this…it speaks for itself: <\/a>
\nPffft…gay. <\/a>
\nBaked in the morning….bodes well for the rest of the day:<\/a>
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\nWho says the left has no sense of humor…I do, that’s who. <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"