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I know MAGA needs to FAFO.
Lets see what happens!
"Ripped up the country..."?
We have the strongest economy in the world. The stock market is at record levels. Unemployment is at 4.1%. Inflation is at 2.4%
What "ripping" are you referring to?
Typing in CAPS is very important.Do go on. What exactly is this fa'ing I need to be doing? TYPE IN CAPS?
They keep doing this. Constantly. Why do they do this?No. This is rightwing projection.
The left does not need to be 'primed' -- they believe thy are entitled to commit political violence, especially when they lose an election.Is this the “priming” leading up to violence should Trump win?
The left does not need to be 'primed' -- they believe thy are entitled to commit political violence, especially when they lose an election.
The real question here?
Should Trump win, will Democrats openly and obviously call for their people to remain peaceful and respect the Law and our great men and women in Blue?
The (D)ishonest know they can prey upon the emotions of the ignorant.Good question. I saw an article that said like 49% of people expect violence on Election Day. Harris and dems are telling Trump will use the military to round up and kill people, I don’t see how that would even be possible since Trump won’t have any power til 3 months later.
You never beat me.Fine, then, buddy, ignore my last post. I'm two(2) friggin posts above that post. You had to see me. This is uncomfortable now. I've just learned from a suspicious source that not adding to the exact issue at hand in that thread is reason for investigation.
So you're just going to ignore me like that? That's harsh, man. My Doctors tell me it's best to talk it out. Dude, you know me from twenty(20) years ago. I used to beat you up all the time. Shirely you should recognize me by now. I feel we bonded back then on Fire Alarms over DACT. We have talked on the phone. You named your third son after me. Or tried to. Remember that time you got drunk and fell off the yacht, again, and I fished you out, again, and then the time that exactly that happened again so that time you promised me you would name your next son after me, but you screwed it up and spelled his name wrong so you thought you were off the hook but then the next time I pulled you out of the water and you promised, again, only quicker that time? There it is. That son. You're fourth. Yet you cross the street before I run up and spread rose petals before you. So I was chanting in my pedal growing garden and I have decided you su(k.
There's still hope.
Just kidding, there's no hope. It's exactly like it was twenty(20) years ago. You're such a good sport.
You never beat me.
You say so much crap.
You're a fuckin' liar!I say I did.