Jesus H. Christ in a Salvadoran slammer, but these Junior G-Persons are even dumber than I thought.
And mind you, I thought they were plenty fuckin’ dumb.
So, former FBI director James Comey posts a pix of seashells on a beach arranged to spell “86 47,” the first two digits of which any old retired copy editor knows mean “refuse to serve” and/or “eject or ban.”
And Kristi Kreme, Tulsi Gobshite and Cash Patel get their tactical boxers in a Kevlar bunch and screech that he’s calling for Beelzebozo’s assassination and/or “issuing a hit” on him.
It’s like an unfunny reboot of “Get Smart,” with Mel Gibson at the helm instead of Mel Brooks. Linus had a better security blanket than this.
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These motherfuckers will twist any law to reward their friends and punish their adversaries.
DeeCee’s gonna need more lily pads for all these toadies.
The carrot caliph promised them life time appointments in the new order. You know, like the supremes. Sweetest gig they will ever get; they can keep it if they just do what they are told with no questions or hesitation.
Make your drunk uncle at Thanksgiving look like Abe Lincoln, huh?