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Watching that buffoon worthless cult magats call their master was quite fitting. The lounge act took his show to the NC Republicon Party where he looked and sounded so tired, so weak. At least before he had energy but even that is gone. I am comforted by the fact he gets to live in misery for the remainder of his pathetic life.
Ol' malarkey has a good stronghold in whatever hick area she's in. We'll get her out of there, but that is back burner type stuff. Got bigger magats to fry!
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