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Endorsed by the late Linda Lovelace, no less.  Annnnnnd…  on with the news, starting with the furriners…


sell it somewhere else, Mick;  we’re not gonna buy it.  And still wearing of the green:


because Greens hate all humanity, anyway.


a Catholic cardinal, of course.


it’s going to fail. You heard it here first.


seeing as Syria is no longer a war zone?  That’s the excuse, anywaythe Danes are just sick of all that imported Muslim crap.

Back home, the insanity continues:


well yeah, they’ve been doing that since Woodrow Wilson’s administration.


never was.  See all entries under the Gratuitous Chick Pics.


his defense:  just doing his bit to end the homeless problem.


racist fucker.  Oh wait:

But as we all know, Blacks cannot be racists.  So Jamal is just a common-or-garden street thug.


I think Mitt’s less relevant to the GOP now than Bob Dole, and Dole’s dead.


you mean California, New York and Illinois are getting fucked by their own anti-business policies?  NO!

And now, INSIGNIFICA:

   

Finally, speaking of newspeople and journos:  I think we are all admirers of Marina Ovsyannikova, the blonde totty who crashed a Russki TV news program with an anti-war poster:

I think she should be offered political asylum, and given a job at Fox News.  She certainly has the boobs  qualifications:

 

…and as seen here in a pic with her lawyer:

(I mean, she can barely speak English, but that never stopped Dagen McDowell.)

That, or a centerfold.

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thus denying him a lucrative career at Pornhub in the future.

As for Climate Changery:


just wait till someone drops a rocket on your watermelons, dude.  And:


nah.  It all grows back eventually.  Just not the people.

From the Short Bus Department:


oooh, that’s going to end the Ukranian invasion, eh?

And bringing Max Stupid  back home:


neither you nor the TexGov has that much money, snowflake.


her own younger son having let his chopper license expire while he was off shagging teenagers on islands.


I had no idea that the Royal Mail employs Harvard MBAs.

Dept. of No Fucks Given:

  

And more from Hollyweird:


not that anyone’s going to watch the Oscar wankfest this year, anyway.

And an extended, no-link INSIGNIFICA:
     

note for Murkins:  27 stone = 27×14 = 378 lbs.

Here’s someone named Ellie Bamber (nope, no idea, sorry) who doesn’t weigh 378lbs… in fact, she looks like she barely weighs 73lbs.

 

And that’s all the news that’s fit to summarize.

Calling All Tyrants

Via the Greek Digit, I found this most excellent piece of writing:

In a Quinnipiac survey, people were asked “If you were in the same position as Ukrainians are now, do you think that you would stay and fight or leave the country?” The results showed that an overwhelming majority of Republicans and a comfortable majority of independents say they would stay and fight. As for Democrats? 52% said they would leave the country.

Okay… you know what I’m going to say next.

Can somebody, anybody out there invade us?  I promise not to mobilize the 34th Beer & Treason Brigade until the invasion* has occupied at least the East and West coasts, and the fucking hippies / Communists who infest the areas have run off to join their little soyboy pal Trudeau in the Frozen North.

(After that, of course, WOLVERINES!!!!)

I think the game is worth the candle.  Anything to get the Left outta here so we don’t have to take care of them ourselves.


*It has to be a serious invasion, with landing craft carrying troops, and tanks and stuff driving up and down Madison Ave and all through the Mission District.  If you want to shell Portland and Seattle like the Russkis are doing to Kiev… well, okay.  We’ll even email you maps of all the BLM hideouts so you’ll know where to start aiming the rockets.

Don’t worry about the U.S. Armed Forces;  just throw a few hundred trannies in your front ranks and the U.S. Woke Regiments won’t shoot lest they be accused of LGBT hatred, or something.

I need to stop now before I get too excited.