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Friday, July 22, 2022

The shit I posted on Facebook (again)

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11 comments:

  1. Sir, this collection of posts sets a new standard. You have raised your bar. It is gratifying to know, that others such as your follows here share the same warped, twisted, sick and demented sense of humor. Please keep it up, you are doing God's work.

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  2. It's not a manbun, it's a saddle horn for his boyfriend.

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  3. 6 - Sure looks like G. Paltrow

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  4. #10 There was a clip recently of a baby mama mad because the father only brought food for his son and not the others.

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  5. How many of yall googled Karen Salter. I did.

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  6. Gotta say, Wirecutter, I think the posts have actually gotten better since the gestapos gave you the boot.
    Have you looked in rumble or some of the other new sites? Good to get in early.

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    1. It's no fun if there's no danger of getting kicked off. And I have to admit, I'm enjoying the time away from social media of any type.

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  7. #1 Is she dead?
    #6 Karen’s dog.

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  8. This is truly your sickest set of "sh!t I post"

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  9. #11: Boy howdy, you sure got that one right. Her name is Migraine One. She's got her back up against the fence in left field, she stays screwed up on pain pills and sneaky pete wine (she says she has fibromyalgia, so - pain pills), and she still calls me occasionally to talk about President Obama - that's right, Obama. She thinks he's still in office.

    #20: In Pierre, SD there was once a Chinese restaurant run by a Chinese guy. Rumor was that some of the meat being served was, ah... exotic. Neighborhood cats and dogs disappeared, and the cops finally got a search warrant for the place. Long story short, the judge ordered the cops to smuggle the Chink out in the middle of the night, and told the Chink to never come back - or else. In South Dakota, the people think very highly of their dogs, and the judge was afraid that they'd hold a necktie party in the middle of the night - and the cops would provide the necktie.

    Good job wirecutter! You keep getting better all the time.

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