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Sure as heck wouldn't fall for that "Oh its my favourite book & I keep it by my bedside trick" & gather chubby Christian flunkeys to pray over & anoint a fascist idiot child, Would see right through using a grieving widow as a prop for a photo-shoot extravaganza, & then talk of record applause lines like this was America's Most Talented & he was a cheap *** promoter milking the crowd, Wouldn't for a second fall for the Syrian children carry an infection to the nation & must be denied entry because you never know but of course we can because deranged white folks are more of a threat, Sure as **** could tell the difference between a good apostle & that scheming White Supremacist Bannon & the bald dude who endlessly talks of his overlord being obeyed or **** sure you'll all be for it, Would most definitely not need a golden crapper to rest his fat white *** on & a golden stroller for his special one & lacquered mirrored sitting room that looks like a hillbilly wet-dream version of of 'how rich folks dun live rightly,' Would most definitely not be seen wearing that stupid red hat which more than hints at a long gone world with shades of whiteness & exclusion & don't come knocking on my door you pitiful wretch you, Would never in a million friggin' years have voted Republican & sided with a lying, duplicitous con-man with all the shades of darkness that usually are reserved for the actual Fallen Angels.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
Jesus Would Smack Trump Upside the Head or What Would Jesus Do?
Sure as heck wouldn't fall for that "Oh its my favourite book & I keep it by my bedside trick" & gather chubby Christian flunkeys to pray over & anoint a fascist idiot child, Would see right through using a grieving widow as a prop for a photo-shoot extravaganza, & then talk of record applause lines like this was America's Most Talented & he was a cheap *** promoter milking the crowd, Wouldn't for a second fall for the Syrian children carry an infection to the nation & must be denied entry because you never know but of course we can because deranged white folks are more of a threat, Sure as **** could tell the difference between a good apostle & that scheming White Supremacist Bannon & the bald dude who endlessly talks of his overlord being obeyed or **** sure you'll all be for it, Would most definitely not need a golden crapper to rest his fat white *** on & a golden stroller for his special one & lacquered mirrored sitting room that looks like a hillbilly wet-dream version of of 'how rich folks dun live rightly,' Would most definitely not be seen wearing that stupid red hat which more than hints at a long gone world with shades of whiteness & exclusion & don't come knocking on my door you pitiful wretch you, Would never in a million friggin' years have voted Republican & sided with a lying, duplicitous con-man with all the shades of darkness that usually are reserved for the actual Fallen Angels.
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 12:14 PM UTC
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