Title: E. Jean Carroll Had No Relationship With POTUS - Melania Trump Is His Type Source:
Doug In Exile URL Source:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DOwNnicsey4&t=3s Published:Jan 20, 2024 Author:Doug Tennapel Post Date:2024-01-20 15:41:49 by Esso Keywords:None Views:222 Comments:10
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Good lord, I wouldn't bang that sick, ugly bitch on her best day or my worst day.
I'm not really all that much into sports, but this is pretty cool. It's certainly manly.
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Part 1 here: 900km (560 mile) electric v petrol challenge: Same cars, same driving, which was cheaper? Return trip: You can road trip in an electric car... but it's bloody hard
1960s - "Oil will be gone in 10 years. We need millions to fix it." 1970s - "There will be an Ice Age in 10 years. We need millions to fix it." 1980s - "Acid rain will destroy all the crops in 10 years. We need billions to fix it." 1990s - "The Ozone layer will be destroyed in 10 years. We need billions to fix it." 2000s - "The glaciers will all melt in 10 years. We need billions to fix it." 2010s - "The coast will be underwater in 10 years. We need billions to fix it." 2020s - "Climate Change will kill us all in 10 years. We need trillions to fix it."
(Edit) Sumbitch! They're calling for Black Ice Monday night into Tuesday. Global warming my dicq! I was telling my buddies this was going to happen on New Year's Eve day when we were drinkin' in Rainman's shed in only hoodies. February's gonna be a bitch.
Doc is announcing last call. "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here, good buddy." I think she wants my undivided, relatively sober, attention to repair some of the damage that me and her children, that hate me so much that have never met me, did last week.
When she got here, she popped my garage door. I think she was checking for tire tracks in the driveway, there were none. I've been locked down since the temps went negative. A day or so ago, Angie & Chris across the street texted me wondering if I was still alive. I gotta be in shape to move some snow tomorrow or I'll be trapped inside here until spring with the ice coming.
Love ya both.
(Edit) That dirtbag guy depicted in the video was the personification of me in the old days, ear ring and all. Punk (Pam) scared that out of me.