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fatso FELON donnie thinks the DC football team needs to go back to their old racist name.

How about this instead?
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You can't make this stuff up:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Afetnw70S04

This makes me so proud to be an American.

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South Park opened with a stunner
https://www.cnn.com/2025/07/24/entertai ... -paramount

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For arse-licker ken.
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https://60sand70samerica.voices.wooster ... estown.pdf

https://www.rollingstone.com/culture/cu ... re-242259/

Where it's all going...

“Those people won’t reach the States,” Jones told the community. Then he said it was time for all of them to die. He asked if there was any dissent. An older woman rose and said she didn't think it was the only alternative. Couldn’t the temple members escape to Russia or Cuba? The old woman continued to plead with Jones. She had the right to choose how are wanted to live, she said, and how she wanted to die. The community shouted her down. She had no such right. She was a traitor. But she held her ground, an elderly woman, all alone.

“Too late,” Jones said. He instructed Larry Schact, the town doctor, to prepare the poison. Medical personnel brought the equipment into a tent that been used as a school and library. There were large syringes, without the needles, and small plastic containers full of a milky white liquid.

Jones told the community that the Guyanese Defense Force would be there in forty-five minutes. They’d shoot first and ask questions later. Those captured alive, he said, would be castrated. It was time to die with dignity. The children would be first.

A woman in her late twenties stepped out of the crowd. She was carrying her baby. The doctor estimated the child’s weight and measured an amount of the milky liquid into a syringe. A nurse pumped the solution into the baby’s mouth. The potassium cyanide was bitter to the tongue, and so the nurse gave the baby a sip of punch to wash it down. Then the mother drank her potion.

Death came in less than five minutes. The baby went into convulsions, and Jones – very calm, very deliberate – kept repeating, “We must take care of the babies first.” Some mothers brought their own children up to the killing trough. Others took children from reluctant mothers. Some of the parents and grandparents became hysterical, and they screamed and sobbed as their children died.

“We must die with dignity,” Jones said. “Hurry, hurry, hurry.” One thirteen-year-old girl refused her poison. She spit it out time after time and they finally held her and forced her to take it. Many people in the pavilion, especially the older ones, just watched, waiting. Others walked around, hugging old friends. Others screamed and sobbed.

There's a lot more, but it is too ugly to repeat. But you ought to read it.

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I had been trying to recall this great Brit term!
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Recall that some years ago the OK Board of ‘education’ tried to decree that pi =3.000.
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Hearing a Trumptard whine and whimper reminds me that they are fragile little snowflakes.

If they aren't lying, they are whining.

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The True Believers will never give up!

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I'm with Superman on this one:

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