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get the fuck out already you self important freak, nobody cares about trannys anymore except for the porn freaks and the school shooter freaksJohn is not going anywhere.
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get the fuck out already you self important freak, nobody cares about trannys anymore except for the porn freaks and the school shooter freaksJohn is not going anywhere.
get the fuck out already you self important freak, nobody cares about trannys anymore except for the porn freaks and the school shooter freaks
Trannies love to coo about how weak they are now that they're "women" and it's very creepy/insulting.Full science denier.
You have to admit John's internal contradiction is hilarious. Th fact that he is oblivious to it makes it even funnier.Trannies love to coo about how weak they are now that they're "women" and it's very creepy/insulting.
Remember, John was claiming he was running miles every day even when he was wearing the gut belt of fail during the scampaigns. I don't know why he's built marathon runner into part of his constructed self-image, but at least when he was barely showing his face he could pretend a little easier. Now that he's putting himself on camera constantly, it's just making the lies that much easier to point out.You have to admit John's internal contradiction is hilarious. Th fact that he is oblivious to it makes it even funnier.
"Yeah, I totally run a half marathon every day BUT I'm also a 98 pound weakling!" - John Walker Flynt
Wu's typo there is hilarious. "He's why you should never vote for one."
John doesn't seem to grasp that to be a "leader," you need followers. Nobody even wanted to be around John during his political "career" except people he paid with Frank's vanity dollars, like Warren Lynch. He was the ultimate shitty boss, insisting on holding utterly pointless meetings about nothing and making sure that even if there were actual work to be done (there wasn't) it couldn't be done.Where?
In your imagination?