That’s Mr. Savage to you
I just recently found out that in 1987 I made the biggest mistake of my life. I got married.
I just recently found out that in 1987 I made the biggest mistake of my life. I got married.
This is a good time to remember the “Founders.” But if one more wanna be GOP “thinker” tells me he “believes in” the Constitution, I’m just going to take a shit on his shoe.
I don’t trust people who don’t cuss — those fuckers are hiding something.
These goddamn pendejos from Tucson have taken body shaming to a whole fucking new level.
This time we were renting a few days with the 1% in the LJBTC community. Fuck Disneyland, the LJBTC is the happiest place on earth.
I used to think I would never understand Evangelicals for Trump. What the fuck is wrong with these people? Can’t they read their own book?
One of the biggest crimes happened almost as soon as Christianity started.
Before they even got a smidgeon of power, early Christians were already burning books and libraries.
The Bear came down from Gilbert, and she was looking for a bowl to steal.
Let’s start this rant on a topic no one wants to discuss: Abortion and fucking religion. (This is why I only get invited to Savage dinner parties — nobody wants to listen to this bullshit).
Specifically, I’m talking about the Christian fucking religion.
One of the family secrets that I did not know until recently — my mother used to call us: “The Shit Show.”
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