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A TRULY Inspiring Quote for all to hear! (/s) (media.patriots.win)            HEELS  UP          
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GodzillaV 106 points ago +106 / -0

"They don't think it be like it is, but it do."

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MAGAmemnon 36 points ago +36 / -0

“You usually do Google to figure out where it is.” -Kamala Harris

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MayorMcSixaplix 6 points ago +6 / -0

Her dowry to Willie Brown was 10 of her family’s Jamaican slaves and bail for any dozen BLM rioters he chose.

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SPEDMan64 1 point ago +1 / -0

Let me go do some Google now and see.

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SaltyBobCat 17 points ago +18 / -1

Lol black science man.

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Nalgahyde 5 points ago +5 / -0

She's going to take Oscar Gamble's crown for "WTF is he/she saying".

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GodzillaV 7 points ago +7 / -0

I dunno, Brandon is gonna give her a run for our money.

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magnokor 3 points ago +3 / -0

Oscar had great hair.

Lots of it.

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strawman7 2 points ago +2 / -0

That's why she gets paid the big bucks. Sucking cock EVERY DAY ain't easy.

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Fact 66 points ago +66 / -0

Is that off a birth control pill package?

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alienjesus 25 points ago +25 / -0

Well VP’s are Deepstate’s Plan B, so yeah.

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ChuckedBeef 25 points ago +25 / -0

It's Kamala saying it's time to suck some dick

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OGpsywar 3 points ago +3 / -0

'Mrs' Soetoro does have a residence about a mile away.

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N900mixalot 4 points ago +4 / -0

Or maybe a Do It Yourself sex change kit, now available for kids 12 and under.

It's a joke now just like gender neutral preschool was on the episode of Bernie Mac I watched last night.

He knew what time it was ...

👀

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SPEDMan64 2 points ago +2 / -0

Reminds me of the line, 'The lucky ones are gonna be the first to go'. Everyone who has passed up to this point is going to avoid whatever shit storm is on the horizon. They saw the writing on the wall and said time to go.

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ColonelKlink 3 points ago +3 / -0

It's off her underwear.

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MajorClark 2 points ago +2 / -0

Ha ha ha ha ha

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GodzillaV 3 points ago +3 / -0

Just epps it, tell someone to tell the judge you didn't do it.

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rossiFan 2 points ago +2 / -0

Meh, I don't like the ocean.

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Formerlurker92 25 points ago +25 / -0

Dementia is apparently contagious

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Tyrone_biggums 12 points ago +12 / -0

Kuru

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Faulkner 3 points ago +3 / -0

Mad cow disease. Moo at the moon. 🌝

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Faulkner 2 points ago +2 / -0

So are the spike proteins that cause mad cow disease.

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Faulkner 3 points ago +3 / -0

That’s really weird.

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anotherviewpoint 1 point ago +1 / -0

Ha! I can't give blood because I lived in Europe (Germany) during the late 70s-early 80s...(US Army)--possibility of Mad Cow you know...

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Wintergreen 2 points ago +2 / -0

Yes, that is right up there with a Brandon gaffe.

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unicornpoop 4 points ago +4 / -0

She's indian.

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IncredibleMrE1 3 points ago +3 / -0

Half. Her mother is indian. Her father is black.

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DogFaceKilla 4 points ago +4 / -0

He's actually Jamaican... She's not even African-American

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Kek_Johnson 1 point ago +1 / -0

Not many generations away from a Jamaican slave owner. She needs to give all her money in reperations to the decedents of Jamaican slaves.

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Pepedom 3 points ago +4 / -1

Ah, casual stupid and incorrect racism. eye roll

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I_SPEAK_JIVE 2 points ago +2 / -0

Sexually transmitted

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South_Florida_Guy 20 points ago +20 / -0

We have actual retards in the highest offices in the land

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sleazysaxsolo 16 points ago +16 / -0

Failing upwards her entire career.

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CSIS_CIA_pure-evil 13 points ago +13 / -0

I used to believe in the Peter principle.

Every man rises to his level of incompetence. Now people continue to rise above their level of competence because merit no longer matters. "Merit" these days means you are the best tool for some psychopathic oligarch.

These two morons are absolutely perfect puppets for the deep state. Deep state does evil things, we blame the stupidity of puppets.

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Retard_Strength 14 points ago +14 / -0

we (sort of) used to be a merit-based society. now we are an 'equity' based society.

it's Harrison Bergeron world all the way down

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Meme_Too 3 points ago +3 / -0

Excellent comment. I've never read that Vonnegut story.

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Retard_Strength 2 points ago +2 / -0

you don't have to read it, we're living it.

the office of Handicapper General will be called 'Equity Czar,' because it sounds nicer.

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DiscoverAFire 2 points ago +2 / -0

THE YEAR WAS 2081, and everybody was finally equal. They weren't only equal before God and the law. They were equal every which way. Nobody was smarter than anybody else. Nobody was better looking than anybody else. Nobody was stronger or quicker than anybody else. All this equality was due to the 211th, 212th, and 213 th Amendments to the Constitution, and to the unceasing vigilance of agents of the United States Handicapper General.

Some things about living still weren't quite right, though. April for instance, still drove people crazy by not being springtime. And it was in that clammy month that the H-G men took George and Hazel Bergeron's fourteen- year-old son, Harrison, away.

It was tragic, all right, but George and Hazel couldn't think about it very hard. Hazel had a perfectly average intelligence, which meant she couldn't think about anything except in short bursts. And George, while his intelligence was way above normal, had a little mental handicap radio in his ear. He was required by law to wear it at all times. It was tuned to a government transmitter. Every twenty seconds or so, the transmitter would send out some sharp noise to keep people like George from taking unfair advantage of their brains.

George and Hazel were watching television. There were tears on Hazel's cheeks, but she'd forgotten for the moment what they were about.

On the television screen were ballerinas.

A buzzer sounded in George's head. His thoughts fled in panic, like bandits from a burglar alarm.

"That was a real pretty dance, that dance they just did," said Hazel.

"Huh" said George.

"That dance-it was nice," said Hazel.

"Yup, " said George. He tried to think a little about the ballerinas. They weren't really very good-no better than anybody else would have been, anyway. They were burdened with sashweights and bags of birdshot, and their faces were masked, so that no one, seeing a free and graceful gesture or a pretty face, would feel like something the cat drug in. George was toying with the vague notion that maybe dancers shouldn't be handicapped. But he didn't get very far with it before another noise in his ear radio scattered his thoughts .

George winced. So did two out of the eight ballerinas.

Hazel saw him wince. Having no mental handicap herself, she had to ask George what the latest sound had been.

"Sounded like somebody hitting a milk bottle with a ball peen hammer, " said George .

"I'd think it would be real interesting, hearing all the different sounds," said Hazel a little envious. "All the things they think up."

"Urn, " said George.

"Only, if I was Handicapper General, you know what I would do?" said Hazel. Hazel, as a matter of fact, bore a strong resemblance to the Handicapper General, a woman named Diana Moon Glampers. "If I was Diana Moon Glampers," said Hazel, "I'd have chimes on Sunday- just chimes. Kind of in honor of religion . "

"I could think, if it was just chimes," said George.

"Well-maybe make 'em real loud," said Hazel. "I think I'd make a good Handicapper General."

"Good as anybody else," said George.

"Who knows better then I do what normal is?" said Hazel.

"Right," said George. He began to think glimmeringly about his abnormal son who was now in jail, about Harrison, but a twenty-one-gun salute in his head stopped that.

"Boy!" said Hazel, "that was a doozy, wasn't it?"

It was such a doozy that George was white and trembling, and tears stood on the rims of his red eyes. Two of of the eight ballerinas had collapsed to the studio floor, were holding their temples.

"All of a sudden you look so tired," said Hazel. "Why don't you stretch out on the sofa, so's you can rest your handicap bag on the pillows, honeybunch." She was referring to the forty-seven pounds of birdshot in a canvas bag, which was padlocked around George's neck. "Go on and rest the bag for a little while," she said. "I don't care if you're not equal to me for a while . "

George weighed the bag with his hands. "I don't mind it," he said. "I don't notice it any more. It's just a part of me."

"You been so tired lately-kind of wore out," said Hazel. "If there was just some way we could make a little hole in the bottom of the bag, and just take out a few of them lead balls. Just a few."

"Two years in prison and two thousand dollars fine for every ball I took out," said George. "I don't call that a bargain."

"If you could just take a few out when you came home from work," said Hazel. "I mean-you don't compete with anybody around here. You just set around."

"If I tried to get away with it," said George, "then other people ' d get away with it-and pretty soon we'd be right back to the dark ages again, with everybody competing against everybody else. You wouldn't like that, would you?"

"I'd hate it," said Hazel.

"There you are," said George. The minute people start cheating on laws, what do you think happens to society?"

If Hazel hadn't been able to come up with an answer to this question, George couldn't have supplied one. A siren was going off in his head.

"Reckon it'd fall all apart," said Hazel.

"What would?" said George blankly.

"Society," said Hazel uncertainly. "Wasn't that what you just said?

"Who knows?" said George.

The television program was suddenly interrupted for a news bulletin. It wasn't clear at first as to what the bulletin was about, since the announcer, like all announcers, had a serious speech impediment. For about half a minute, and in a state of high excitement, the announcer tried to say, "Ladies and Gentlemen."

He finally gave up, handed the bulletin to a ballerina to read.

"That's all right-" Hazel said of the announcer, "he tried. That's the big thing. He tried to do the best he could with what God gave him. He should get a nice raise for trying so hard."

"Ladies and Gentlemen," said the ballerina, reading the bulletin. She must have been extraordinarily beautiful, because the mask she wore was hideous. And it was easy to see that she was the strongest and most graceful of all the dancers, for her handicap bags were as big as those worn by two-hundred pound men.

And she had to apologize at once for her voice, which was a very unfair voice for a woman to use. Her voice was a warm, luminous, timeless melody. "Excuse me-" she said, and she began again, making her voice absolutely uncompetitive .

"Harrison Bergeron, age fourteen," she said in a grackle squawk, "has just escaped from jail, where he was held on suspicion of plotting to overthrow the government. He is a genius and an athlete, is under-handicapped, and should be regarded as extremely dangerous."

A police photograph of Harrison Bergeron was flashed on the screen-upside down, then sideways, upside down again, then right side up. The picture showed the full length of Harrison against a background calibrated in feet and inches. He was exactly seven feet tall.

The rest of Harrison's appearance was Halloween and hardware. Nobody had ever born heavier handicaps. He had outgrown hindrances faster than the H-G men could think them up. Instead of a little ear radio for a mental handicap, he wore a tremendous pair of earphones, and spectacles with thick wavy lenses. The spectacles were intended to make him not only half blind, but to give him whanging headaches besides.

Scrap metal was hung all over him. Ordinarily, there was a certain symmetry, a military neatness to the handicaps issued to strong people, but Harrison looked like a walking junkyard. In the race of life, Harrison carried three hundred pounds .

And to offset his good looks, the H-G men required that he wear at all times a red rubber ball for a nose, keep his eyebrows shaved off, and cover his even white teeth with black caps at snaggle-tooth random.

"If you see this boy, " said the ballerina, "do not - I repeat, do not - try to reason with him."

There was the shriek of a door being torn from its hinges.

Screams and barking cries of consternation came from the television set. The photograph of Harrison Bergeron on the screen jumped again and again, as though dancing to the tune of an earthquake.

George Bergeron correctly identified the earthquake, and well he might have - for many was the time his own home had danced to the same crashing tune. "My God-" said George, "that must be Harrison!"

The realization was blasted from his mind instantly by the sound of an automobile collision in his head.

When George could open his eyes again, the photograph of Harrison was gone. A living, breathing Harrison filled the screen.

Clanking, clownish, and huge, Harrison stood - in the center of the studio. The knob of the uprooted studio door was still in his hand. Ballerinas, technicians, musicians, and announcers cowered on their knees before him, expecting to die.

"I am the Emperor!" cried Harrison. "Do you hear? I am the Emperor! Everybody must do what I say at once!" He stamped his foot and the studio shook.

"Even as I stand here" he bellowed, "crippled, hobbled, sickened - I am a greater ruler than any man who ever lived! Now watch me become what I can become ! "

Harrison tore the straps of his handicap harness like wet tissue paper, tore straps guaranteed to support five thousand pounds.

Harrison's scrap-iron handicaps crashed to the floor.

Harrison thrust his thumbs under the bar of the padlock that secured his head harness. The bar snapped like celery. Harrison smashed his headphones and spectacles against the wall.

He flung away his rubber-ball nose, revealed a man that would have awed Thor, the god of thunder.

"I shall now select my Empress!" he said, looking down on the cowering

people. "Let

the first woman who dares rise to her feet claim her mate and her throne!"

A moment passed, and then a ballerina arose, swaying like a willow.

Harrison plucked the mental handicap from her ear, snapped off her physical handicaps with marvelous delicacy. Last of all he removed her mask.

She was blindingly beautiful.

"Now-" said Harrison, taking her hand, "shall we show the people the meaning of the word dance? Music!" he commanded.

The musicians scrambled back into their chairs, and Harrison stripped them of their handicaps, too. "Play your best," he told them, "and I'll make you barons and dukes and earls."

The music began. It was normal at first-cheap, silly, false. But Harrison snatched two musicians from their chairs, waved them like batons as he sang the music as he wanted it played. He slammed them back into their chairs.

The music began again and was much improved.

Harrison and his Empress merely listened to the music for a while-listened gravely, as though synchronizing their heartbeats with it.

They shifted their weights to their toes.

Harrison placed his big hands on the girls tiny waist, letting her sense the weightlessness that would soon be hers.

And then, in an explosion of joy and grace, into the air they sprang!

Not only were the laws of the land abandoned, but the law of gravity and the laws of motion as well.

They reeled, whirled, swiveled, flounced, capered, gamboled, and spun.

They leaped like deer on the moon.

The studio ceiling was thirty feet high, but each leap brought the dancers nearer to it.

It became their obvious intention to kiss the ceiling. They kissed it.

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DiscoverAFire 1 point ago +1 / -0

And then, neutraling gravity with love and pure will, they remained suspended in air inches below the ceiling, and they kissed each other for a long, long time .

It was then that Diana Moon Clampers, the Handicapper General, came into the studio with a double-barreled ten-gauge shotgun. She fired twice, and the Emperor and the Empress were dead before they hit the floor.

Diana Moon Clampers loaded the gun again. She aimed it at the musicians and told them they had ten seconds to get their handicaps back on.

It was then that the Bergerons' television tube burned out.

Hazel turned to comment about the blackout to George. But George had gone out into the kitchen for a can of beer.

George came back in with the beer, paused while a handicap signal shook him up. And then he sat down again. "You been crying" he said to Hazel.

"Yup, " she said.

"What about?" he said.

"I forget," she said. "Something real sad on television."

"What was it?" he said.

"It's all kind of mixed up in my mind," said Hazel.

"Forget sad things," said George.

"I always do," said Hazel.

"That's my girl," said George. He winced. There was the sound of a rivetting gun in his head.

"Gee - I could tell that one was a doozy, " said Hazel.

"You can say that again," said George.

"Gee-" said Hazel, "I could tell that one was a doozy."

"Harrison Bergeron" is copyrighted by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., 1961.

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the-new-style 1 point ago +1 / -0

It takes about 15 minutes

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AmannamedRJ 4 points ago +4 / -0

Failing upwards while laying down.

This whole admin's full of clowns.

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MegoThor 11 points ago +11 / -0

It’s truly inspiring that she managed to take the dick out of her mouth long enough to spout this inane gibberish.

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Pepedom 2 points ago +2 / -0

I think the problem is that she does her best work with a dick in her mouth and being vice president, there are very few opportunities to address the nation with a dick in one's mouth.

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MegoThor 1 point ago +1 / -0

Lindsey Graham has entered the chat

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Pepedom 2 points ago +2 / -0

I've never seen Lindsey with a dick in his mouth but I have seen him with what seemed like leftover jazz in the back of his throat.

Lol. I can almost cry....Those 2 fellatioed their way to millions and power. Sad.

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btntx 8 points ago +8 / -0

I think this ranks right up there with Reagan’s Challenger speech.

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Liberty_Prime 7 points ago +9 / -2

If we don't start doing what We're doing daily, then the daily doing won't get done.

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Tulkas71 6 points ago +6 / -0

Reads like Monty Python sketch

Graham Chapman: I think all right thinking people in this country are sick and tired of being told that ordinary, decent people are fed up in this country with being sick and tired.

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mridion 5 points ago +5 / -0

Can’t stop laughing. That’s the funniest thing I’ve seen in forever

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Jobu567 5 points ago +5 / -0

What the fuck does that even mean?

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outsideop 1 point ago +1 / -0

It doesn’t.

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americandrunk 4 points ago +4 / -0

Holy moly. She is dumber than Dan Quayle. And to think Joe Biden was vice president under Obama because he was too stupid to be president ...

What a timeline!

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vfr2imc 4 points ago +4 / -0

She's gonna go down in history for sure.

That was worded poorly, what I meant to say was: In the past, she has gone down.

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Kano 4 points ago +4 / -0

Did she really say this lol

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Pepedom 3 points ago +3 / -0

Yes. Yes she did. I had to watch it 5 times bc I kept on laughing before she finished

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Sildaran 2 points ago +2 / -0

You should have pulled out before she finished, instead of laughing

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Pepedom 3 points ago +3 / -0

Eewww

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QuickMaths 4 points ago +4 / -0

If you actually look at what she says in written form, you realize that she may actually be less coherent than dementia man. Everything she says is just empty word salad that doesn’t actually tell you anything.

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OldZilla 4 points ago +4 / -0

Blow me!

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JediMasterGandalf 2 points ago +2 / -0

Ugh. I wouldn't want her to blow me even if I had your dick.

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muhlum24 4 points ago +4 / -0

Peak diversity hire.

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the-new-style 1 point ago +1 / -0

I suspect we are merely in the foothills and can see the peak above the clouds.

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Tx50bmg 4 points ago +4 / -0

So her advice is to give blowjobs to your superior?

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CSIS_CIA_pure-evil 2 points ago +2 / -0

Maybe she caught a prion disease this way.

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suemac 4 points ago +4 / -0

LOL! I thought she was supposed to be smart!!

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YaharaRiver 1 point ago +1 / -0

Haha! IKR! Had to scroll pretty far down to find someone with the appropriate reaction! Found you 👍

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Themis595 4 points ago +4 / -0

https://youtu.be/lj3iNxZ8Dww She’s giving Miss Teen USA, 2007 South Carolina a run for her money.

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Pepe_longcockings 3 points ago +3 / -0

Sounds like a Michael Scott quote

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FishStickIsles 3 points ago +3 / -0

Sucking like a Hoover?

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TheLivingExample 3 points ago +3 / -0

Such as inventing technology that hasn't even been invented yet!

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TorchesPitchforks 3 points ago +3 / -0

The black (?) female Churchill.

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REXY23 3 points ago +3 / -0

W... T... F... does this even mean?! #howtobeignorant

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DanIsSwell 3 points ago +3 / -0

“Look outside. The sun is still shining, the birds are still singing” - what to say if you’ve been caught doing something dishonest

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ComradeSanders 3 points ago +3 / -0

What an absolute vapid whore.

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AmericanCorporation 3 points ago +3 / -0

Idiocracy, we have arrived...

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SJBHamilton 3 points ago +3 / -0

Is she short-circuiting ?

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TheOneWhoKnocks 3 points ago +3 / -0

Deep thoughts with Kamala Harris

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Lightning10000 3 points ago +3 / -0

She is like that drunk family member around the holiday season who you know will say something that makes the party.

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ThouShallNotSteal 3 points ago +3 / -0

Bitch, what the fuck are you babbling about? Us cleaning our guns? Alright then.

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alxhsa 3 points ago +3 / -0

Are you sure she's educated? Definitely not smart.

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ohpleaseuhhelpame 2 points ago +2 / -0

Most inept VP ever..Not only can Biden put together a coherent sentence but neither can she. We are truly screwed until 2024..MAGA!

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CSIS_CIA_pure-evil 2 points ago +3 / -1

Still need to fix the last election or else all future voting will be a rigged farce.

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MrCuriousGuy513 2 points ago +2 / -0

Wait…. WHAT???????

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Shaffro 2 points ago +2 / -0

Stupid bitch.

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1776ThereIsaidIt 2 points ago +2 / -0

God help us all.

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OhLollyLollyPop 2 points ago +2 / -0

Can Democrats speak clearly, or can they only resort to gibberish?

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Hippopoonis 2 points ago +2 / -0

We are all living in Retardville.

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magnokor 2 points ago +2 / -0

The Canadian education system in action.

Let Montreal do to your children what they did to Blackface Moron Trudeau and Kamala "Thank, Willie Brown" Harris.

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MAGAmanforever 2 points ago +2 / -0

Hobama doing a Marxist word salad, no surprise there, they are double speaking morons. Pelosi is a master at this type of bullshit drivel.

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Mrsattorney 2 points ago +2 / -0

What a bunch of gibberish! Coupled with her "Do Google" response, we can better understand why Biden hasn't been removed from office by his own party.

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Dev404 2 points ago +2 / -0

Brought to you by Affirmative Action, Inc.

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Matthew1103 2 points ago +2 / -0

And to think people actually voted for that 🙄🤦🏽‍♀️ Or did they 🤔🤔

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inglorious 2 points ago +2 / -0

100 years from now a few people will look at this quote and say "Damn she was a brilliant philosopher." The rest will say "What kind of fucking idiot would say such stupid shit?".

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anon09 2 points ago +3 / -1

stay in school and get good grades, otherwise you could end up like the president and vice president.

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worksof0zymandias 2 points ago +2 / -0

I'm going to crosstitch thst on a pillow.