I don't believe I'll apologize to the English expats in our country for celebrating the First War of Independence. I'm not sorry we kicked your butt, if you want to be friends still its OK with me.
Keep your socialism over there and we won't have to do it again.
Hmmm. No twinge of grief, no pangs of guilt and remorse. Guess my give-a-damn is busted.
not wasted time to watch it though, reminded me to check my stash of unopened bags of white cotton socks, underwear, and cotton bedsheets....
Um. I work. Well, maybe that's not entirely correct anymore. I stand around and watch people pass by in cars on my street.
Is that pandering and faux imitation of certain humans on their front porches who don't have jobs, are fully supported by others, and may even watch a lot of TV or computer?
I really feelz bad about this.
Wait - is that feelz all by itself pandering and faux imitation? Are pandering and faux imitation "additive"?
Or maybe one pander and faux imitation undoes another one? If so Mark Dice rolls boxcars on this one.
I saw this one. A one-note joke that went on for four minutes. Okay, GOT IT...come on. It was funny, at first, but he just kept pounding it into the ground.
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