WARSHED IN THE G-DAM BLOOD OF THE CANOLA VIRUSS
Don’t be let nobody stop y’all from goin’ tah Church!
Don’t be let nobody stop y’all from goin’ tah Church!
Nature abhors a vacuum, so there’s a new shit rag in town, the National INQUISITOR©.
Mr. and Mrs. Scott Pruitt pressed some “CHIKIN” franchise flesh recently, while spreading a little moral turpitude in Morocco.*
Then Pilate led forth the bleeding and lacerated prisoner, clothed in a old purple royal robe with a crown of thorns piercing his brow and, presenting him before the multitude, said: “Behold the man!
The idiot bastard son: (THE FATHER’S A NAZI IN CONGRESS TODAY . . . THE MOTHER’S A HOOKER SOMEWHERE IN L.A.) The idiot bastard son: (ABANDONED TO PERISH IN BACK OF A CAR . . . KENNY WILL STASH HIM AWAY IN A JAR) THE IDIOT BOY! • • • Kenny will feed him & …
“MAGOT” MAGAzine— an acronym for “Make America Get Over Trump”— (good luck with that, fellow optimists), is our latest, and tiny hands down, most traumatic find to date.
Murderous rat and fictional television President,
Francis Underwood, exists in a world of make-believe, fake news, and lies. Or does he.