Splendid Isolation

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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:

…oy.

And finally:

…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>