No
longer is it fashionable, the "dog ate me homework", as the government
approved excuse of "Extremely Carless, I'm Sorry" is what Hillary has
used to "Trump" the Fiddo late night eating binge. See, Bill was "extremely
careless" with Monica and the other Oval Office called-to-their-kneepads women.
Bill was "extremely careless" when he boarded the "Pedophile
Whore House on High" owned by convicted sex-pervert Jeffrey Epstein. And it is "extreme careless" that
Hillary has put up with this bratoholic swine for so long thus allowing the
setting back of "women's rights", way back to the early 70's when
John Lennon sang out loud, "Woman is the nigger of the world". It
gives the "N" word its true meaning, not a color specific denial of
rights, but an atrocity on how we treat the female race that which bear our children,
our next generation - so despicable we are this human companion. Hillary Rodham Clinton, the "poster
child" outcome of such abuse, like a Doctor Jekyll experiment gone insane.
And now we have reason for continued abuse, as the "Reasonable
Person" doctrine finds new meaning today, wherein "Extremely Careless"
finds a reasonable excuse acceptable by the G-Men. So, if good enough for
Hillary, good enough for us - this cover-your-ass excuse condoned by none other
than the FBI, the king-pin crime fighting bossman has compromised the past presence
under the "We Always Get Our Man", the J. Edgar Hover mind-over what
matters machine. It makes, well crime now an accepted virtue of American life
to the point other nations are warning tourists the risks of coming here for a
visit, as "crime" is something we can all get away with now that
precedence has been set. In fact, I may stop paying taxes, and when Mr. Revenue
comes knocking, I will just plead the "New 5th Dimension" of
"Extremely Careless, I'm Sorry". And I can say this with confidence
even under oath. Thank You Hillary, as being of such influence, being of such
wealth, being of such weakness you have a ways and means to make change we all
must now abide by, the criminal element finds new meaning. And just in for
Today:
Ambulance Driver gets lost transporting
dying man
Reason? Extremely Careless
Delta Plane lands at wrong airport
Reason? Extremely Careless
Florida Man torches bunny that bit him
Reason? Extremely Careless
Reason? Extremely Careless
Delta Plane lands at wrong airport
Reason? Extremely Careless
Florida Man torches bunny that bit him
Reason? Extremely Careless
Wow, and
Charles Manson appeals life sentence, based on "New Reasonable
Person" doctrine which uses the "Extremely Careless" as the
guiding factor...which makes any intent just a careless nothing.
The
"REASONABLE PERSON"
{ Extremely Careless is Me Name }
Hillary
Rodham Clinton's Presidential Theme Song:
Sympathy
for the Devil?
Please
allow me to introduce myself
I'm a bosom woman of wealth and waste
I've been around for a long, long fear
Stole many a voter's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Epstein's whores
Had their moment of sodomy and pain
Made damn sure that Bill
Washed his hands and zippered his away
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Pagliano
When I saw it was a time for a server
Killed the Flowers saved her miseries
As Monica screamed in vain
I fooled the Sanders' prank
Then held a general's wank
When the blitzkrieg raped
And this American sank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my fame, oh yeah
I watched with greed
While the blacks and whites
Fought a ten dollar wage
For the goods they made
I shouted out,
"Who killed the inVincible?"
When after all
It was you know me
Let me please castrate myself
I'm a woman of wealth and waste
And I laid traps for trumpadours
Who get mauled before they reached pornpay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, lazy
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every Oval whore is a criminal
And all the boners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Jucifer
Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politics
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
I'm a bosom woman of wealth and waste
I've been around for a long, long fear
Stole many a voter's soul and faith
And I was 'round when Epstein's whores
Had their moment of sodomy and pain
Made damn sure that Bill
Washed his hands and zippered his away
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around St. Pagliano
When I saw it was a time for a server
Killed the Flowers saved her miseries
As Monica screamed in vain
I fooled the Sanders' prank
Then held a general's wank
When the blitzkrieg raped
And this American sank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my fame, oh yeah
I watched with greed
While the blacks and whites
Fought a ten dollar wage
For the goods they made
I shouted out,
"Who killed the inVincible?"
When after all
It was you know me
Let me please castrate myself
I'm a woman of wealth and waste
And I laid traps for trumpadours
Who get mauled before they reached pornpay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, lazy
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every Oval whore is a criminal
And all the boners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Jucifer
Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politics
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Ooo, who, who
Oh, yeah
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