Stumpknocker

He is all the things mentioned above however deep down, right before he closes his eyes, he knows the truth. A fork has been stuck in him!

There goes the neighborhood …

Indict, then flip swallwell. He knows where the bodies re buried!

There’s a country song buried in here somewhere.

“ trains, booze, sex, bikinis, more booze, sun tan oil, swimming pools, movie stars”

What rhymes with morning after pill?

Botched burglary. She’s probably dead.

The sheriff should be incarcerated for ineptitude.

Pretty ease to grow a spine when you aren’t up for re-election. A real tough guy!

If her mom dies at the hands of an illegal immigrant then you would think Savannah would change teams and no longer cover for them with that cutesy little morning show host smile. We’ll see who she really cares about now..

Should be interesting.

I asked Grok to make sense of this. Still waiting.

Those that pay no taxes will demand reparations…

Jackie Brown!!!

In the frozen pulse of that January night,
I barreled toward the flashing lights,
rage my only compass,
heart loud with righteous thunder.

Bisexual rebel, riot’s spark,
I thought defiance made me free—
but I mistook the storm for sanctuary,
and drove straight into its teeth.

The End