O face New York Magazine has a pretty gross story this week:
I was going outside today.
I figure it's Hannity because Trump is a big fan of oui-oui hookers.
"You know, Sean, you remind me of my daughter Ivanka. You've both got big, floppy tits."
as long as they bring their own copy of Forbes...
"Ooh là là, Monsieur Trump, you are being, 'ow you say, ze naughty, naughty boy!"
Nixon had Bebe Rebozo to confide in. Trump has Bozo.
It could be the actress Eleanor Parker who played the Baroness in The Sound of Music.
Karen McDougal's ears are longer than I remember them being.
I was already living here then, and knew Kim Peterson, the afternoon drive host on WGST (Hannity had the pre-noon slot). They didn't like each other, but I'm not aware of anything other than him getting a golden opportunity dangled in front of him.
Joke if you will, but the Beach Boys' visionary album Poot Sounds anticipated Sarah Huckabee Sanders by decades.
Silent treatment swinging? A key party where the women change the locks? Over aged incontinence hookers?
Man, the sybaritic lifestyle has changed since Cadet Bonespurs faced His Personal Vietnam!
A "golden opportunity dangled in front of him?"
I've heard enough about tangerine guppy dick for one day.
I'll bet they giggle about it
In time the truth will come out. It almost always does.
"How about a raisin?"
Look, people, the Baroness isn't evil. She's just misunderstood. It was a different time...
I was going outside today.
I figure it's Hannity because Trump is a big fan of oui-oui hookers.
"You know, Sean, you remind me of my daughter Ivanka. You've both got big, floppy tits."
as long as they bring their own copy of Forbes...
"Ooh là là, Monsieur Trump, you are being, 'ow you say, ze naughty, naughty boy!"
Nixon had Bebe Rebozo to confide in. Trump has Bozo.
It could be the actress Eleanor Parker who played the Baroness in The Sound of Music.
Karen McDougal's ears are longer than I remember them being.
I was already living here then, and knew Kim Peterson, the afternoon drive host on WGST (Hannity had the pre-noon slot). They didn't like each other, but I'm not aware of anything other than him getting a golden opportunity dangled in front of him.
Joke if you will, but the Beach Boys' visionary album Poot Sounds anticipated Sarah Huckabee Sanders by decades.
Silent treatment swinging? A key party where the women change the locks? Over aged incontinence hookers?
Man, the sybaritic lifestyle has changed since Cadet Bonespurs faced His Personal Vietnam!
A "golden opportunity dangled in front of him?"
I've heard enough about tangerine guppy dick for one day.
I'll bet they giggle about it
In time the truth will come out. It almost always does.
"How about a raisin?"
Look, people, the Baroness isn't evil. She's just misunderstood. It was a different time...