You still can't force me to give one fucking shit about (or listen to/read anything concerning) Christopher Christie until he is (literally) rendered in public. Wouldn't he pretty much fill a vat of waste, Magic Christian-style?Those ingredients & amounts sound about right, minus the gross amounts of lard, flab & blubber.
O.K., Gov. Finished, you hated yourself because you were a fat pig, & that's why you were an asshole/bully/jerk/loud-mouth/fuck-head to everybody. Are we supposed to care?
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I've never seen that movie. That was pretty funny.
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