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Exclusive Content => Editorials => Topic started by: sneakypete on January 22, 2017, 05:46:49 pm
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Instead of wearing pink pu$$y hats on their heads,they could wear pale pink strap-ons,and call themselves "Dickheads".
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Can you imagon a million of these guys marching on Washington?
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Can you imagon a million of these guys marching on Washington?
@Wingnut
That is EXACTLY the type of creature I was envisioning.
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Can you imagon a million of these guys marching on Washington?
@Wingnut
That is EXACTLY the type of creature I was envisioning.
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@dfwgator
I see you have already taken a photo of their crack drill team practicing their prance.
Come to think of it,given the nature of leftist males,it's no wonder the leftist women are so wound up with tension all the time.
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I'm sure they'd have a ball. Between them.
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"March" might be a little too strong a word.
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"March" might be a little too strong a word.
@skeeter
"Million Man Prance"? "Million Man Stumble and stagger"?
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@skeeter
"Million Man Prance"? "Million Man Stumble and stagger"?
Million man shamble.
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"March" might be a little too strong a word.
I envision it to more like this. A remake of the French Mistake
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMK6lzmSk2o&ab_channel=bitchkitty
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Instead of wearing pink pu$$y hats on their heads,they could wear pale pink strap-ons,and call themselves "Dickheads".
I could have sworn they already marched on Saturday, at least most of them looked like men. :whistle:
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Instead of wearing pink pu$$y hats on their heads,they could wear pale pink strap-ons,and call themselves "Dickheads".
You could call it the "PreMenstrual Strut" or "PMS".
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You could call it the "PreMenstrual Strut" or "PMS".
@politicalwit
I LIKE IT!
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Yeah, they could all wear tee-shirts with the words, "UNDECIDED" on them. heh
As one very attractive, successful woman (a happily married RN with three kids) I know once said when I asked how she decided that her husband (a police TAC team leader in a major city) was "the one" :
"Every time I dated some guy and went to his residence, I always made some excuse to go their restroom where I would secretly look into their medicine cabinet. Whenever I saw bottles of anti-psychotic medication or if they had more hair-care or beauty products than I did, I always cut the date short. I got tired of dating guys in the 'undecided' category for gender. The final test was my dog. My dog hated everyone who ever came into my place. Everyone. Except for my husband. The first time he came in to my place, my dog went right up to him. Without hesitation, Patrick kneeled down said, 'Good boy!' and gave him a vigorous shoulder/head-scratch that set his tail wagging. That was when I knew."
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