FEDIT POLITICS Thread

I personally love the guy.
You dont see me throwing personal attacks at him.
I don't even make fun of his cringe because I don't want to hurt his feelings.
I always back off when he starts getting defensive and weird.
Or when he calls me names or questions my intellect and sanity.
Oddly enough things I never claim any honors or seek glory for.
So I don't know what's his fucking problem is lately tho.
Well other than the fact that I have been weaponized against people that rather have an intimate spiritual relationship with a hunk of wood painted like a Jesus than they would with this hunk of glug right here.

People like to project.
I'm a dirt bag with no self esteem but if ego is the case that they gave me, fine.
I do as I'm told.
I will learn to project an image.
But if you make me play your game...
I'm stealing home.
All homes.

 

Isn't kinda time to either Trump up or Shut up.

Ego is the man sitting back stroking his cat so it don't get bruised while his alley cats inflate his stats.

But hey, I'm sure you like ego, any way.
Coming and going.
Where ego igo.
And ugo too.
Like a yugo.
Made in USA.

 

Idk what you said but I have a tremendous ego. A big weakness of mine is not being able to notice it until after I put my foot in hot water. Its also a massive strength of mine.

 

i like to think of it as a huge confidence in my abilities and being wise enough to know when i'm over my head
arguing with people i like in general rarely leads to anything good so i let them be right and then wait for the chance to remind them haha. (no lol)
these two are doing battle in a way i avoid at all costs since my limitations are obvious

 

Theres no fun in doing easy shit you bunch of pixies.

 

You one in a million.
I ain't the first.
Live like a suicide.
Don't you cry.
Patience.
Dead horse.
You could be mine.

 

Perv, where's Irish when you need him.

 

always wanted to eat Chinese at a place that had honest fortune cookies like "its over" or "now you've done it"

 

"3-meat plates are for fatasses"

 

Best boom boom Saigon.

 

This is a documentary.
If you a light skin Mexican you know.
That gauchos from the south and gachos from the north are all just Spanish and Frankish Goths in the new world.
And like the Lord of freedom said turn the other cheek if you wish to be perfect.
Which means to offer silver.
If they get offended turn the other cheek and offer gold.
But after that you can't offer no more cheeks.
Because the only two cheeks you got left are guarding where your lord split you.
So if the didn't like your silver.
And you have em your best and they didn't like your gold and still don't pay back in kind.
Then you are authorized to use the force.
The use of force is the force.
Why, where, what for and how you use it determines things.
Things that get written in your book of things.
And all of us have a B.oT. inside of us.
That B.oT. guards us from bad juju by connecting previous dots to new ones so we know what it is and why its happening and where it comes from and how to find relief from it.
Pretty sure I just explained how the liver works.
And the gauss peoples are not far from the pale.
Specially when they been under gauzes.
To avoid guys guises.
Who think pink skin is dinner.
And that you glow like an undercover cop in the streets not used to living in the bright sunshine every single day.
Because your skin glows like the moon in the night and the way of the gall ascii in the sky.
But ascites are a sign of cancer or cirrhosis.
And how you get that nice olive drab color uniformly down your spine.
Maybe it's a good idea to play nice with your liver.

 

Hey that's my uncle Chelino.

 

libs rescue gascan from the recall by rejecting a full 195k signatures as unusable
don't have to look to know nothing like that has happened in the history of recalls
these fuckers are just doing it right out in the open w middle fingers raised to the rest of us

 

No signature verification in general elections though. That'd be racist.

 

Thats how it goes.
Nerds see it.
Read it.
Talk about it.
They very smart.
Even see it coming.
Still can't do a damn thing.
Nerds goona nerd.
While the alphas and their betas take nerds lunch money, spit in your face, and make you look like a bitch when you complain to the teacher about fairness.

But at least you can hold your head high for always doing the right thing.
Unlike those pesky leftists.
Getting money for nothing and the chicks and drugs for a fee paid by your nerd earned taxes.

Well not you diablo, but you know what I'm saying.
Everyone just does what they supposed to do.
That's why we get the planned outcomes of a planned economy.
People gotta zig and zag.
They can only plan for what they can track.
And they can't track what doesn't compute.
They track you because they don't respect you.
And they no longer care if you know.
That way they can monetize you knowing and track how you wait and how you react so they can add a higher level of granular data extraction from you in the future.
So they can better track you.
And that way prophecy the collective mood of the different parts of the nation in order to craft the right liea and other manipulations catered just for what your sensitive ear craves to hear.

If a man knows the weather 2 weeks in advance he can make it rain in a few easy steps.
Seemingly at will.
Most people follow the plan like a rat in a maze.
But not a rain man.
Rain men are the most special caste.
Yet most fly guys would rather follow one of their fellows afterburners.
Even nerds like to be top gun.
Once they get their teeth fixed.
And their glasses lasered off and their eyebrows waxed.

But catching a rain man is hard.
They hide under rainbows like leprechauns.
Because they a little paranoid and the varied lightwaves disrupt electromagnetic vibes that nerds try to use to find hidden gold.
For that you don't use expensive nerd tech.
You just need to have a pot of hidden maña.
Because anything that seemingly can't be done can be done by Mexican Irish with a little bit of maña in his hand.
They call those guys Mañosos.
And you shoulda seen them fight with their lucky charmed sombreros.
The Irish fighting spirit was left on all sorts of northern desert ranch dwelling nerf herder girls who joined the cause and carried ammo and muskets while making burritos and Fitzpatricks.
Little green bastard lepper sons of cain.
Warbabies growing up all over the Mexican wastelands.
Not Mexican and not American but another group of black Irish.
Or maybe brown.
They grow up to be ranch hands or hang solos.
And smuggle anything that needs to go north.
They sending their worst.
But they also inadvertently sending their best as well.

Because our bastards and lowlifes and drug addicts and losers aren't going to reap themselves.
That's why you import a family friend from the old country to stick around for a while.
But be careful with the reapers.
They may look harmless with their garden tools.
But plowshares to swords is a real thing that always happens.
Right on time.
As if there's a clock and a plan and a field of play.
And they really good at keeping their tools sharp on their downtime.
Means they always prepared.
Gardeners are early birds.

This song needs more cowbell.
Cuz nerds be afraid of the sun and the rain.
They never gonna even see a rainbow with that attitude.
Unless it's a corporate one being shoved up your bum all full of cum.

 

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and her net worth jumps 36 million in 6 years
sure she'll be signing book deals and everything else laughing her way to the bank
remember how hated her dad used to be?