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  I remember reading a book about the mole people years ago. Oddly, it was titled, 'The Mole People.' Now millions of people know they're real after watching them climb out of a New York manhole . Actually, they're climbing out with shovels, which begs a question or two. I don't think mole people need to do any shoveling down there. It's move in ready. As for a community of the unhoused using the sewers of New York as their residence, that's been disputed and denied. The writer of the above book had gotten some backlash for making the story up. I'm not even sure this video is real. The one guy nearly got decapitated as he climbed out. Kind of weird, eh? I would think you'd have to be fairly young and in shape to use the underground tunnels. And I suppose you get used to the smell. That stink must linger on you when you go up yonder. Eau de Sewaaaghe and Must for Men is what they wear. I'm really curious about the shovels, though and the briefcas...

  Update: I continue to edit this story as it unfolds. I have not changed my mind regarding my original opinion of the debacle. Oh, now I know what that stench was last Friday. Trump was in the vicinity. Strange, how I hadn't heard a thing about it. I did hear this- Trump calling another woman stupid. Question though. Is she blaming the blob's egregious behavior on the weather? And if the mother fucker dared call me stupid, I wouldn't be begging him to sit down and return to the line of questioning. Honestly, I'm fucking sick of these reporters allowing the cretin to act like a five year old. Kristen Welker has received praise for trying to get him to answer questions. Why?  Why does he continue to sit for these interviews and why do reporters continue to acquiesce to this vile piece of garbage? She seemed to find the situation amusing, actually smiling as she talked about the rain and Trump's frustration. Fuck, is this where we're at in this country?  Until so...

  Alright, that's ☝️a lousy likeness of Erika Kirk. I couldn't get the stare. Maybe the woman above is the one who was in the audience and shouted out that Kirk protects pedophiles. The widow Kirk responded by hoping the woman finds her happiness. I'm not sure which is worse, being called a low IQ dumocrat, or being told they will pray for you. I'm not gonna lie, I want to do some bodily damage to those who bless me, make the sign of the cross and act holier than thou. Do you think they realize how that triggers folks? Come out and fight, you, you, self righteous hypocrite!  Living with four sisters, there was some beatings going on, mostly by me. I was an angry kid. Eventually the physical attacks became only verbal attacks as we got older.  Me: "That's my new dress, take it off!" Sister: "Now, calm down. I didn't ruin it. Besides, we're in a parking lot."  Me: " TAKE IT OFF!!" Sister: (((hahaha))) "Relax. Breathe. Chill o...

  I wrote this a year ago, June 16th. A friend got me hooked into the Karen Read trial where she was charged with second degree murder for hitting her boyfriend, a Massachusetts police officer. She was eventually acquitted and those of us who were on her side sighed with relief. There were just too many unanswered questions to charge her with anything. One thing we did learn is how absolutely corrupt the Canton police department is. I have a feeling it's the norm in most police departments. Read has decided to sue the department for negligence and cultural bias. I told my friend she should probably let that go and move on until I read the texts of a few of the officers. John Proctor was involved in the Read/OKeefe investigation. At the very beginning before the evidence was gathered he told another fellow officer, "The cunt is guilty. End of story." So we knew he was a piece of garbage. He was eventually fired, not because the department was outraged by his behavior, but...

  Ok. I think I've made it clear in the past I was not very fond of the Bidens. They're a zillion times better than the orange man, but they always seemed like my distant cousins who I usually only met during funerals and special anniversaries. They were snobs, but, like Brady Bunch snobs. They were the type who had the priest over for Sunday dinner or just over to chat. The children, all eight of them were all perfectly perfect. I was twelve years old when we were at their home for some occasion. It must have been a Saturday night because I watched the girls, in their pink bedroom, get ready for their dates. The boys were outside playing basketball in the driveway. I admit I felt a bit jealous, but also kind of annoyed because they completely ignored us. They always ignored us as if we were Satan's spawn. So, ok, it didn't help that our mother was smashed to the gills and dancing the twist in their living room.  I get the same whiff from the Bidens, although Joe seems ...

  Jeez, get a grip, New Yorkers. Poor Elmo didn't want to take sides in the latest game which keeps you occupied and stops you from anarchy - basketball. One commenter told Elmo to take a side, you ungrateful New Yorker, fuck.  Y'all know it's a puppet, right?  Lay off my friend!!