Take a number and a seat. Luigi got Fukin nothin on me with the Daisy Chained Cock Sucking Medical Industrial Complex. Nuther band of Cunts that Jesus needs to kick off the shelf n Let Em Swing Themselves. Transactional Income Mother Fuckers.
Little Beirut don’t got time for that…..Short Dick Lars Larson wannabe….Piss Off. That sellout Fuko lived behind the Old Man back in the day. Bounced that contradictory Mother Fuckers circular arguments into the ground on the air. Easy to do. The slack jaw drooling Cunt does it every 5 minutes.
The Stoopid Mother Fuckers want a future of squalid living conditions, fetal alcohol syndrome, dash cams and the USD equal to the ruble, which is 11 cents.
anything. Prolly still get coverage, and it makes that Stoopid Cunt look dumb AF. U back up and ignore, and she’ll look to be more of a Denso than she already is.
Every city should be engaged in passive FAFO. Substack Malcolm Nance. I bailed the Metro after the election, so I haven’t followed closely. But my take on the confrontation is to flow like water. Don’t do them, make them come to you. Back up a block. No ones coming out of lock up, not changing -
vast majority of video documented combatants almost exclusively white. The PB&JellyRolls, Boogaloo Butt Boys & stump humpers outa Vancouver, and the Participation TrophyNista’s from the Metro.
Worked for a Municipal Fed agency and was mobile in CBD every day of it. BLM was permitted and organized and we kept the city moving around it. Anyone with a pack set was in communication with Incident Command & JTTF LE. Eyes were everywhere. The horse shoe chaos agitators trashed shit at night -
Sum bobble head on CNN asked Councilwoman Angelita Morillo how we’re dealing with the possible death & destruction, devastation, looting, rioting, and wagon burning being caused by Antifa. Stone cold Angelita told him it doesn’t exist, everything is fine, and ICE is running around like scared -
What’s funny is I used work with a couple of buddies that bought a wagon and carpooled. Used to race every time we met on the way to work. One time after work they pitted another coworker in an old Impala off the road going to the freeway on the way home. Those were fun times.
