Just join the comments and make fun of the goofs. Been doing it the past hour on this video.
Slow boil, just below the water line.
Shitlinois here, when I heard Iowa was "open," I thought, pack it up family, we're going on vacation. Then I found out all the vacation type stuff is closed, so nothing different than Shitlinois. Stores I want to go to are open, so is the liquor store and the weed store, the range is even open.
She was the poster image of health, I don't see what went wrong?
No, stay in your shithole with your, like minded people.
But I want to see titties while I butter my bread.
I know what I said, I said fuck Chy-Nah!
That's the truth! Racist democrats, always trying to think up things the black community needs. How about, just leave them alone, quit being racist and let the blacks succeed on their own.
Wow! A slightly less homely looking Chelsea.
I haven't been following this metric. Is this a set in stone placeholder all 100% reporting, or does the data trickle in or lag?
I hope not, I don't want the retreads out here.
Can you believe it's 2020 and I've never had a Fakebook account? How the hell am I still alive?
Isn't it amazing how people live an unhealthy lifestyle, get fat, diabetic, heart disease, etc and they're suddenly cured of all their preexisting illnesses only to die of the coronavirus?
Same, it works fine.
As we sit on our asses, do we currently have independence?
And smoke pot. When the WuFlu cash got deposited last week, the weed store line quadrupled in size. Nobody lined up on Monday, then bam, Tues on there's a solid 1/8th mile line.
Actually, any big city is filled with progressives that have jobs. But yeah, out here in the woods, they're all dirtbags.
They can do a lot of shady shit under the banner of national/state emergency.
Screw the haircut. I live rurally, so really the only time I get to see my neighbors is at the bar. We've had a few shindigs with the boys, but it's not the same.
Karen is frequently photographed near a wall mural that says, live, laugh, love or some other BS.
Not these particular lyrics, but I've been singing the same song since early March. I often work around the house making up songs using my dog's names or other hot topics.
Looks like something a Karen would do.
Imagine the stench. Like a pile of dog shit with coffee and lipstick.
Lol! She's doing tranny storytelling.