So let’s slip into the female anatomy:
…I’m good on the exterior stuff: boobs, hoo-hah, shoulders, feet etc. The interior parts? None of my business.
…parole? What about flaying, daily scourging and / or impaling?
…because adding “terrorism” to “murder” will just make it doubleplusungood. And what about Remington and Browning semi-autos? Oh, never mind.
…probably just wanted to exclude all that White supremacist “logic ‘n rhetoric ” stuff from the debate, to be replaced with shouting, chanting and drums.
…their state, their laws — just like SCOTUS intended.
…of course it does. Best cheese in the world, evvah.
…just laying the ground for when the crime of non-payment of taxes results in summary execution. You heard it here first.
…sounds a lot, until you discover that her Las Vegas gig pays a million bucks a night.
…that’s a real mood-killer, but not as bad as an actual killer:
…not the best outcum, was it? (sp)
And in (link-free) INSIGNIFICA:
…not surprising, really. As my old friend, the late, great Scot Bob Hill used to say: “Och, you wi’ yer smearred makeup, yer scabby skin — yer so durrty, so slutty, so nasty… yer just ma type.”
All I can say is that ol’ Jenny’s come a long way since singing backup for Lynyrd Skynyrd… <eyecross>