If you see ICE out and about Monday or any other time from here forward

If you see ICE out and about Monday or any other time from here forward shout "La Migra" as a warning.

Let's not make this easy for them.
Nope. Any time I see some unperson babbling in a foreign language ,I will CALL ICE.
 
well. . . sure.

That will make the job of Trump and his pick Tom Homan's job of who is in leagues with the cartels all that much easier.


Aiding and Abetting​


Don't tell them! Let it be a surprise!
 
No, it doesn't.

You know who's presence here actually hurts Americans?

H1B visa holders.
And naturally, this libtard ^^^ demonstrates once again that Dems do not wanted educated, self-supporting people here but the low-class, semi-literate dependent class who will put their anchor babies on welfare, drive up costs of rent on the working class, and lower the caliber of public education.
 
I interrupt this thread in which the lobtards are siding with illegals over Americans to make an important announcement. You will have to scroll down…..


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Trump will be the United States President at 12:01 pm today!
 
You really don't expect the NY Times to have any credibility, do you?


Dionne Warwick "Promises, Promises" on The Ed Sullivan Show​


Promises, promises
I'm all through with promises, promises now
I don't know how I got the nerve to walk out
If I shout, remember I feel free
Now I can look at myself and be proud

I'm laughing out loud
Oh, promises, promises
This is where those promises, promises end
I don't pretend that what was wrong can be right
Every night I sleep now, no more lies
Things that I promised myself fell apart

But I found my heart
Oh, promises, their kind of promises, can just destroy a life
Oh, promises, those kind of promises, take all the joy from life
Oh, promises, promises, my kind of promises
Can lead to joy and hope and love

Yes, love!
Every night I sleep now, no more lies
Things that I promised myself fell apart

But I found my heart
Oh, promises, their kind of promises can just destroy a life
Oh, promises, those kind of promises take all the joy from life
Oh, promises, promises, my kind of promises
Can lead to joy and hope and love
Yes, love!

Songwriters: Burt F. Bacharach / Hal David
 

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