schmidlap
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His base has been debased, as Trump's vendetta-spree casts Pence unto the flamers.
Michael Richard Pence, a flaming evangelical who wears his religion like a hazmat suit, and lives the life of the aggressively righteous with a dogged passion.
Donald John Trump: a skank, who furtively rutted with paid-off bimbos behind the backs of trophy wives, and never let even the most documented truths impede his self-pleasuring objectives.
The Congregation: Rightist zealots hellbent upon imposing their arrogant religiosity upon our diverse nation.
It is no contest for the bible-humping slow children of a far lesser god - the weird worshiper's dissolute object of veneration.
Slut vs Prude is a route for the Holy Roled-Overs.
The miraculous epiphany at the crossroad to perdition (We are forked!) that determined the Trump v Pence decisive capitulation? The Cry Baby Loser's Sermon on the Mounting:
How could Mike Pence, whose wife hides the combination to his chastity belt even from herself, hope to compete with the Bush parable calculated to commandeer the collective soul of the evangelical swarm?
Pence's adhering to the U.S. Constitution and refusing to be complicit in the self-pleasuring sedition of the one who walks-on-sewerage was only the proximate provocation for his political damnation and status as the cause célèbre of a deranged Trumpy lynch mob.
He made his deal with the devil in 2016, and now reaps the reeking wind of the gaseous Trump.
"I sitteth at the right hand of the farter at my peril."
Pence skips Faith & Freedom conference. Is attacked by Trump anyways.
The ex veep finds himself at a crossroads, unable to lean on his once bedrock constituency.
"Vengeance is mine!"
... mewls the Cry Baby Loser, and the weird worshipers
heed the proclamation in obsequious submission.
The principle players:The ex veep finds himself at a crossroads, unable to lean on his once bedrock constituency.
"Vengeance is mine!"
... mewls the Cry Baby Loser, and the weird worshipers
heed the proclamation in obsequious submission.
Michael Richard Pence, a flaming evangelical who wears his religion like a hazmat suit, and lives the life of the aggressively righteous with a dogged passion.
Donald John Trump: a skank, who furtively rutted with paid-off bimbos behind the backs of trophy wives, and never let even the most documented truths impede his self-pleasuring objectives.
The Congregation: Rightist zealots hellbent upon imposing their arrogant religiosity upon our diverse nation.
It is no contest for the bible-humping slow children of a far lesser god - the weird worshiper's dissolute object of veneration.
Slut vs Prude is a route for the Holy Roled-Overs.
The miraculous epiphany at the crossroad to perdition (We are forked!) that determined the Trump v Pence decisive capitulation? The Cry Baby Loser's Sermon on the Mounting:
How could Mike Pence, whose wife hides the combination to his chastity belt even from herself, hope to compete with the Bush parable calculated to commandeer the collective soul of the evangelical swarm?
Pence's adhering to the U.S. Constitution and refusing to be complicit in the self-pleasuring sedition of the one who walks-on-sewerage was only the proximate provocation for his political damnation and status as the cause célèbre of a deranged Trumpy lynch mob.
He made his deal with the devil in 2016, and now reaps the reeking wind of the gaseous Trump.
"I sitteth at the right hand of the farter at my peril."
