More details continue to emerge regarding the Great Big Palin Brawl of '14. We aren't going to go into all the various he-said/she-said/she-screeched-like-a-demented-hellbeast scenarios, but the basics are that a whole bunch of Palins got into a punching match with a number of lesser mortals at a Sept. 6 birthday party in Anchorage, apparently because Track Palin took exception to the presence of a former boyfriend of young Arbor Day Palin.
They were allegedly explicit and crude in their depictions of what they&rsquo;d like to do with and to the ladies, expressing a desire to &ldquo;bend them over on the lawn,&rdquo; according to my source. Apparently the lawn was large enough to include places one could be &ldquo;bent over.&rdquo;
Sounds to me like they watched &quot;The White Queen&quot; too many times.
&quot;The Libety Bell&quot;.
&quot;That there is like the Bayeux Tapestry of meth-fueled hillbilly grifter brawls.&quot;
I love you Wonkette. I really really love you.
Bristol Palin&#039;s a brute, have you seen her? She won&#039;t let a bad word come between her For her family she&#039;ll fight She has a heck of a right But it&#039;s known that her left is much meaner.
Dueling slide whistles.
Southpaw here myself. One of my secret regrets in life (and a source of shame) is that I never learned how to properly throw a punch, let alone fight with my fists. I can make punching motions with my fists, but they never look anything like the way they look in the movies. And the motion feels awkward as hell. I don&#039;t &quot;hit like a girl&quot; -- I punch like a kitty cat.
Oh. Intercourse the m&oslash;&oslash;se.
Devron nails it nicely: The whole Palin clan is &quot;fueled by high-octane blend of narcissism, entitlement, and idiocy.&quot;
I&#039;ve done some handwriting analysis of Bristol&#039;s signature to verify this, and guess what? All of Bristol&#039;s signatures are fakes. Inpaeach!!!!
You are as wise as Solomon
If Bristol Palin was whalin&#039; only LEFT hooks are sailin&#039;. So about punches and wailin&#039;, your sources are failin&#039;!
To be honest, this whole clan has made me hear Dueling Banjos, all the way back to 1946, or whenever it was (it feels like a long time) Walnuts brought America our New Sweetheart.
I thought the panties just dissolved by themselves in the presence of a vet. Silly me.
Yes, and that&#039;s why you&#039;re being told to get out.
I&#039;m so glad America accepted the challenge of making this clan rich and famous.