Another way of seeing things is
getting angry, what were you going to do before you got angry, people shouldn’t worry about me getting angry, it’s a such a short period of time, because I’m all ready heading back to what I was going to do, before I got angry, going Blood Drunk is far different than getting angry. Some years ago I was sitting outside with dad’s Calumet, his pipe, thinking of his words, mother came out, ” you remind me so much of him”. If she said more I didn’t hear it, lost in thought.
Once a COMMIEPINKOBITCH, always a COMMIEPINKOBITCH
ain’t that right Jane
In order for communism to work, people must die, ain’t that right Jane
For someone who liked to drink, who’s administration was basically a CF at best
I find no fault with his words
Jane, you COMMIEPINKOBITCH, may you bleed-out through your ears
Toldja, there is a difference between getting angry and being BLOOD DRUNK
and another thing
