And no, he doesn’t have plausible deniability here:
Image taken from the Denver Post.
I thought he was tired of carrying water for the Repugs. When did he switch back, and what put that shit-eating no-dignity grin on his face? Oxy again? Damn. When’d he get back on that? Or (as I suspect) did he simply never get off it?
If he wants a Rocky Mountain High, I wish he’d OD on that. He’s clearly not man enough for adrenaline.
Fear doesn't travel well; just as it can warp judgment, its absence can diminish memory's truth. What terrifies one generation is likely to bring only a puzzled smile to the next. --Arthur Miller, "Why I Wrote 'The Crucible'", The New Yorker, October 21, 1996
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Suck it, haters. Feminism rocks!
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