Well, it's been fun. But all good things must come to an end.
So goodbye, psycho sodomite stalker.
Once Trump wins reelection in a little over three months, you might want to put that afterlife theory to the test and kill yourself. And go straight to the brimstone and sulphur pits for... eternity.
Oh, I know you won't do it right away.
You'll seek solace in your own private chapel at the bus station glory hole, seeing what pops up.
But eventually the depression will set in and shoving gerbils up your ass won't do it for you anymore.
And then the end comes. No more cocksucker parties for you pal. Nope.
Just one long slide into the worst pain beyond your imagination... forever.
Remember:
Post modern Progressive liberalism is a mental disease, a cancer of the intellect. And like any cancer, you cannot bargain, reason or negotiate with it. You can only hope to eliminate it before it consumes the host off of which it feeds without mercy.
You are a cancer in society. A pack of mutant cells that have no redeeming function, except to consume the host. Normally, I'm not supposed to wish someone into hell, but you are special.
You gave yourself to evil, willingly and repeatedly.
You only seek to excuse yourself and torment others with your insanity.
You excuse others who would do a great deal or harm to individuals and society, as long as they carry a leftist banner.
So yeah, go to hell. The sooner the better.
Take a screen shot. Save it for another 5 years, you sick pathetic piece of crap.
Goodbye worthless cocksucker. Your sexual perversions don't make you special, they make you a repulsive dung beetle, rolling around in filth constantly.
That's what you are, a cancerous, mutant dung beetle. Take a screen shot and study it forever.
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