Well we made it to another Caturday.
My mood is somewhere between this:
and this:
“Go ahead, make my day, punk.”
…with a definite prejudice towards the racist cat on the bottom. It’s not my fault the insanity continues unabated.
So I leave you with this:
What under any other circumstance would be a rhetorical question now passes for legitimate cross-examination in show trials.
When I look at that supercilious soy-boy prosecutor, Binger, all I see is another politically ambitious hack looking to become a household name in order to advance his career. His ambition vastly outstrips his skill, knowledge or integrity; in other words he’s the perfect politician.
It is with great embarrassment that I note this punk prosecutor received his JD from the University of Michigan, which was once one of the greatest law schools in the land. Another great heartland institution allowed to turn to ‘Rust’.
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