The Orange Prolapse's former lawyer Pam Bondi is the hot new pick for Attorney General.
And speaking of hot shit...
Gaetz is out. Bondi is in. |
A truly uninspired Dump. No personality, no pizazz. Snorin' 'n borin'. Zzzzz. --- An excerpt from Excrement MAGAzine |
The neighboring turd is sporting a "yinzer doggie, Rick Santorum sweater-vest" of sorts. |
Spotted in a nook and cranny outside the abandoned Huntington Bank Building on Smithfield St. |
Speaking of Cuntington Bank, they recently purchased the naming rights for Cleveland Stadium. Didn't see that one coming. It's utterly insane how all of these failing regional banks are able to blow tens of millions on NFL promotional nonsense. With zero Board of Directors upheaval of course.
Very look the other way. Very Trumpian.
Bondi
sonofsaf
The Donald Trump ain’t holy
Wild Tahoe vacation
And do not cuss as he fucks us
Stormy’s tits have shaken
Triple D Triple D
Tits are the enemy
MAGA’s red, MAGA’s red
Uninviting
It’s the stank from her cunt
And her cunt and her cum
Trump’s inbred, Trump’s inbred
Gay and lyin’
MAGA’s red, MAGA’s red
Bondi, Bondi, Bondi, hey, hey
Twat’s pink and red, MAGA red
Bondi, Bondi, Bondi, hey, hey, hey, oh
Jew, Jew, Jew, Jew
Ju-Ju-Ju-Ju
Jew, Jew, Jew, Jew
Smith-Schuster too
Silicon’s always fakin’
Lake Tahoe sleepover
And do not cuss as he fucks us
Stormy’s tits have shaken
Who’s to blame wet dream
Shit’s mean so obscene
MAGA’s red, MAGA’s red
Uninvitin’
It’s the stank from her cunt
And her cunt and her cum
Trump’s inbred, Trump’s inbred
Libtard’s sighin’
MAGA’s red, MAGA’s red
Bondi, Bondi, Bondi, hey, hey
Twat’s pink and red, MAGA red
Bondi, Bondi, Bondi, hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, ya, ya-a
Zombie
Cranberries
Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken
But you see it's not me
It's not my family
In your head, in your head
They are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are cryin'
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey, oh
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head
They're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are dyin'
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, ya, ya-a
That voice! My favorite Cranberries song is Linger. Talk about heartfelt.
It's my third parody of Zombie.
#633. Tommy (regarding Alabama's U.S. Senator Tommy Tuberville)
#1038. Kroenke (regarding Los Angeles Rams owner Stan Kroenke)
#2860. Bondi
The Cranberries played the Burgh 3 times in the mid-90's. Never saw 'em. However, I do recall scalping their Star Lake show back in 1996. My memory's a bit hazy though. It may have been the "come to my window" lady... whose overplayed song annoys the shit outta me.
The Big Lie 100: (#1985)
#2566. Vance (Chance — Big Country)
#2567. Donald Trump Ain’t Devout (That’s What It’s All About — Brooks And Dunn)
#2568. Royce White (Love Bites — Judas Priest)