I come here today my friends not to bury John McCain, but to praise him. To share a tender loving family values snibble of time that I hope transcends politics. You see my friends the presidential campaign trail is long and hard, like a penis, and at one point on that long, hard, soul sucking, maverick busting into party yes man presidential campaign trail, John's loving wife Cindy came up to him, ran her beerlicous fingers through his hair and said, "You're getting a little thin up there." A moment of tender humanity in the loveless inhuman world that is American presidential politics. "At least I don't plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt" Is what John McCain said by way of reply. I'm not making that up. Three reporters witnessed it. God that's hot. I bet they had steaming sex that night. White-hot nuclear powered cuntaramic sex until that makeup ran down Cindy McCain's face like water through a hydroelectric dam. Which means it...
like father like son. copping a feel, and so young. two christmas queens in a pod.
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"Getting His Word into the hands of everyday people would make the most sense for why God would choose common Greek as the Good News language." (emphasis added by me to show what a dipshit she is.)
God chose the language? Really?? Does she believe God is really the "author" of the Bible? Wouldn't there have been some kind of better way to phrase this, even from a christian standpoint -- such as "make the most sense for why God would choose to inspire a Greek-speaking writer with His word?"
Also, second best ever is where she says "Greek-on-the-street." That's going to be my new phrase. As in, "Hey, Franciso -- Greek-on-the-street today is you got your ass handed to you on the squash court yesterday."
That boy is so, so, so, confused.
Hopefully he won't be cast out of the family when he gets older.
Dale,
Heh-heh-heh (I don't LOL).