In 2016, when the Orange Prolapse defeated Hillary Clinton, he nominated Pittsburgh periphery native Christine Jack Toretti to be the Ambassador of Malta.
But the U.S. Senate rejected her confirmation. Why?
Well because she went to her husband's office and posted a large picture of him that was riddled with bullet holes.
Osama Bin Laden inspired? |
It seems she took out her marital frustrations at the local shooting range. Not a good sign. Regardless, her ammo-driven frenzy really freaked out his staff. To the point where he required a restraining order. Again not a good sign. Well, at least from a diplomatic standpoint. Long story short, Toretti appears to be following in the footsteps of the...
Unconditional discharge = A moral Trumpian victory.
Toretti
sonofsaf
Christine's a mother fucker dumb ass cunt and Pittsburgh yinzer.
A whore those MAGA Trumpers she’ll defend.
Christine's a mother fucker dumb ass cunt and Pittsburgh yinzer.
A stormy Lake Tahoe girlfriend.
Christine’s asshole and her butt are not forbidden
Trump’s consumer goods he’d sell a piece of shit
Cock’s not long but everyone is smitten
Go to hell and sell your twat that’s fishin’
Christine's a mother fucker dumb ass cunt and Pittsburgh yinzer.
A whore those MAGA Trumpers she’ll defend.
Christine's a mother fucker dumb ass cunt and Pittsburgh yinzer.
A stormy Lake Tahoe girlfriend.
Christine’s asshole and her butt are not forbidden
Trump’s consumer goods he’d sell a piece of shit
Cock’s not long but everyone is smitten
Go to hell and sell your twat that’s fishin’
Christine's a mother fucker dumb ass cunt and Pittsburgh yinzer.
A whore those MAGA Trumpers she’ll defend.
Christine's a mother fucker dumb ass cunt and Pittsburgh yinzer.
A stormy Lake Tahoe girlfriend.
Confetti
The Lemonheads
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
The story's getting closer to the end.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
He'd rather be alone than pretend.
She just wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
Walked along and on until they couldn't.
Stole himself to tell her that he wouldn't.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
The story's getting closer to the end.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
He'd rather be alone than pretend.
She just wanted him to love her but he didn't.
He took to the woods and wandered in it.
Walked along and on until they couldn't.
Stole himself to tell her that he wouldn't.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
The story's getting closer to the end.
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've.
He'd rather be alone than pretend.
Tricky lyrics.
From 1989 to the present, The Lemonheads have citrused the Burgh a grand total of 6 times. Never seen 'em.
As a teenager in the early 80's, me and my buddy would go to the movies in Warwood. We'd each buy a large carton of Lemonheads for a buck. Then, we'd sit in the back and periodically drop them. One by one, they'd bounce a few times and then noisily roll down the concrete floor. A very distracting form of entertainment. Some movie-goers would be noticeably annoyed. Grumbling and shaking their heads. But nobody ever had the guts to tell us to cease and desist.
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