I don't know what I support other than this...
If there's one thing I can be sure of Pelosi is well past her sale by date.
I don't know what's worse, her or her voters.
If I went into the shop and saw a pasty all grey and green with mould I wouldn't even need to look for the date stamp to know it's gone off.
She's well with in that category. She's past the post. Singular is a complement. She's so gone off she's off her rocker.
The problem is liberal elites like her are deprived of the trials of existence. As soon as her servants sees the slightest hint of off colour they throw it away before she sees it.
Now after her life of luxury her senses failing she'll never enjoy them to the full but her imagination fills in relentlessly. I'm sure her fantasy world is amazing but it's not the one the rest of us resides upon.
She will die very lonely stuck in the hell of her creation. A world filled with people, infinite people but none of them real and then she'll spend the rest of her eternity rummaging through her own fantasy world trying to find someone other than that of her own imagining. She will never abandon herself and in doing so she will never leave her own pathetic little world.
I don't know what I support other than this...
If there's one thing I can be sure of Pelosi is well past her sale by date.
I don't know what's worse, her or her voters.
If I went into the shop and saw a pasty all grey and green with mould I wouldn't even need to look for the date stamp to know it's gone off.
She's well with in that category. She's past the post. Singular is a complement. She's so gone off she's off her rocker.
The problem is liberal elites like her are deprived of the trials of existence. As soon as her servants sees the slightest hint of off colour they throw it away before she sees it.
Now after her life of luxury her senses failing she'll never enjoy them to the full but her imagination fills in relentlessly. I'm sure her fantasy world is amazing but it's not the one the rest of us resides upon.
She will die very lonely stuck in the hell of her creation. A world filled with people, infinite people but none of them real and then she'll spend the rest of her eternity rummaging through her own fantasy world trying to find someone other than that of her own imagining.