Well, I'm a little (..grossly..) sick of the liberal, bull-fecal, excuse-all mouthfarts out of Dizzy City and the stinking media.
Once in a while, you got hit 'em back with something that cuts through their fantasy-world reverie.
If it takes a "..Chelsea-whack.." to get their momentary and fleeting, world-manipultive attentions - so be it!
Hell, if Larry Flint ever came within fifty feet of someone in my family - he'd need a stainless steel bodycast and an iron-lung with caterpillar rolling stock under it, when I got done with him. When that slime-sucker does one of his "..spreads.." on some dumb little girl - her next stop is the porn flicks, and a roaring case of AIDS courtesy of some pig-drool prodigy of Harry Reams.
And, Slick (..kiss-my-butt..) Willy stands up and takes cudo's, and public political support, from that twisted vermin.
If Slick gave a flying-damn about his daughter, much less his mealy-mouthed, megalomaniac wife, he wouldn't have turned the White House into a backdoor Hustler franchise to start with.
Chelsea is obviously the unwitting victim of the plot. But, every now and then you have to use a little shock therapy to get people to finally quit nodding in moronic, media-stupified, pundit-spun approval and see what the hell they actually brought upon themselves.
"...but him's Mommie n' Granny argued in front of Po' li'l ol' Slickster..."!!
My aching hip pockets..!!! |
