The Original Tree
Diamond Member
The Democrat Party is like a drunk on the front lawn after a raucous party.
The cops were called a couple times to respond to the disturbances and told you to "keep it down".
Someone rode a horse through the living room and out through the picture window. There is some fat girls panties hanging from the ceiling fan waving like a flag in the wind that says, "don't do that" but you did "do that" It's more like a marker after the fact than a warning you did not heed.
There is a moped at the bottom of a swimming pool. Beer cans and trash litter the lawn and house, and drunks are strewn across the front lawn like so many piles of shit on the sidewalks in San Francisco.
And you lay there in the bushes with your pants around your ankles, a little puke on your shirt, clutching a stuffed animal in an oddly sexual way.
When you wake up, you are not remorseful for the things you did last night.....NO......you are angry that the party isn't still going as you reach for someone else's stale have full glass of beer oblivious to the fact someone has put their cigarette out in it.......you drink it anyways,then you look in the mirror and notice you have a black eye and a missing tooth. You take another swig and almost choke on the cigarette butt unconcerned about your "new face".
Democrats are oblivious to the fact that their three year long Russian Collusion Binge Drinking Party is over.
Instead of going back to work, what do they do?
Start asking for tax returns, demanding to interview Mueller as if his 400 sheets of literary toilet paper isn't enough to entertain them, they need to speak to Barr too.
You are reaching for the stale beer when you should go home.
This is how America sees you now and will see you in 2020.
Go home Drunky McDrunkard.
The party is over.
The cops were called a couple times to respond to the disturbances and told you to "keep it down".
Someone rode a horse through the living room and out through the picture window. There is some fat girls panties hanging from the ceiling fan waving like a flag in the wind that says, "don't do that" but you did "do that" It's more like a marker after the fact than a warning you did not heed.
There is a moped at the bottom of a swimming pool. Beer cans and trash litter the lawn and house, and drunks are strewn across the front lawn like so many piles of shit on the sidewalks in San Francisco.
And you lay there in the bushes with your pants around your ankles, a little puke on your shirt, clutching a stuffed animal in an oddly sexual way.
When you wake up, you are not remorseful for the things you did last night.....NO......you are angry that the party isn't still going as you reach for someone else's stale have full glass of beer oblivious to the fact someone has put their cigarette out in it.......you drink it anyways,then you look in the mirror and notice you have a black eye and a missing tooth. You take another swig and almost choke on the cigarette butt unconcerned about your "new face".
Democrats are oblivious to the fact that their three year long Russian Collusion Binge Drinking Party is over.
Instead of going back to work, what do they do?
Start asking for tax returns, demanding to interview Mueller as if his 400 sheets of literary toilet paper isn't enough to entertain them, they need to speak to Barr too.
You are reaching for the stale beer when you should go home.
This is how America sees you now and will see you in 2020.
Go home Drunky McDrunkard.
The party is over.
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