And this was also the chance for the other four Democrats and the one Socialist to get a chance to plunge their knives in his back.
And who knew that they'd have to order extra knives?
If this massacre of a bedbug had been in the water, the sharks would have also taken out the five knife plungers.
And then we'd be done with their sorry asses too!
Tonight's debate was striking in its brutality and vindictiveness as was it a showcase of jealousy and pettiness that we hadn't seen since Nancy's Great Shredding of the State of the Union.
On the stage tonight we had five millionaire's and a peter eating pauper. And the wealth jealousy was on display as Crazy Bernie the Socialist was engaged with Mike Bedbug in an exchange over real estate holdings and where they lived. Poor Bernie, no longer a shining example of simple living and practicing what he preaches had his three homes thrown in his face; of course Bernard quickly (for a near 80 year old) repackaged his wealth as an excuse - a home near Washington, a home in Vermont, and then with a very low hush of a voice - a summer home.
I want Bernard to tell his delusional voters how he can have three homes and his fools don't own a toilet seat without 29.99% interest rate since the seats were bought on credit with minimum payments.
Tonight was the most explosive eruption of the evil Bernie who took offense to being labeled a dead common communist (socialists have such a high view of themselves, you know). You see, Bernie was promising so much free shit to everyone that he hadn't stopped to think there is not even enough monopoly money ever printed to pay for his grand scheme. And he looked particularly indignant when the Pete Buttplug dared ask where is the other $25 trillion coming from. You see, it is one thing to be lectured by Elizabeth Fauxcahontas, but it is another thing to be lectured by a failed mayor in a two bit city who is likely standing on stage with a buttplug beneath his suit and tie.
Amy Kloubitch was in fine form tonight taking her dumpy and frumpy five foot four inch fat kankled self and getting it all worked up because she thought she was called stupid by Buttplug.
Well, Amy, you were called stupid because that is what stupid does. You were a huge hunk of vaporware and there is only one proud queen of Minnesota and she came from St. Olaf. You are a worthless cunt and bitch. And you were reduced to shedding a tear by the homo who had the audacity to take your female shit and to throw it back at you. Pete may be an empty headed homo, but tonight he gets a trophy for stabbing the females in the face and taking the old men and shoving them off stage into their wheelchairs. Tonight Pete's balls grew just a tad bit larger. None of this made him even remotely worthy of a vote, but any time an arrogant bunch of cunts gets their boobs bashed in is a night that I could enjoy.
Over in the land of "I did that" and "I know them" and "I'm not rich", the world of the attic escapee, Joe Bite Me, he was operationally senile. He could not put together a coherent line of thought. He made even less sense than the St. Olaf Butter Queen. But he built this and that and clearly was trying to drag in the clean and articulate black man (his words) as he clung to King Pimple of a Man's legacy (the fictional one, not the real one). This man has to let go of the desire to be President. Tonight he was so inept and scary with his ramblings and facial expressions that this should have had a warning "do not watch if you have a weak heart or are easily conned".
Mike Bedbug had to know that he was going to get his ass ripped a new one (I wonder if he asked Pete how to handle a gang bang on the first time). What was surprising is how inept Mike was in handling this. He too acted like he was 80 years old. He was not very commanding (I forgot to look to see how many phone books he was standing on) and he was bombarded by his own history that I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. Well, not really.
Fauxcahontas is getting trifling. Her persona would best be handled with a slice across the neck and watching her bleed out. I'm so sick of this cow lecturing us on how she's so different as a socialist and that she's not an evil witch. Apparently purple is this year's nuclear teal because Elizabeth was as witchy as anyone from 2016. She is a dangerous old hag. Thankfully she has the charisma of a belt sander. What is shocking is there are voters who vote for her. Too bad we can't hunt those fools down and then put them down so they'll not reproduce.
Overall, this debate proved that not one of these assholes is fit for office or capable of beating Donald J. Trump in 2016. There is enough hate on that stage to make the upcoming Democrat convention a delight to behold as tantrums will be thrown like we've never seen. The Democrat party will now go into overdrive to prevent Crazy Bernie from being nominated in 2022 (that is when all the votes from Iowa will be finally counted).
Stay tuned - it won't be long before the two cunts pull each other's hairs and the elderly three men will be trying to hide each other's wheelchairs and canes. This is going to be so much fun!
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