god damn your eyes man! once again I was having such a nice day, slept in, took the dog for a walk, sat on the couch outside with a cup of coffee, had a pleasant breakfast of yogurt and berries, but then I just HAD TO GO AND READ WONKETTE.
This reminds me -- I should probably schedule the first of my two haircuts for the year sometime soon. My last one was in July or so, and I'm looking a little scruffy. If I don't get it done professionally, I'm at risk of doing my usual clipper attack on myself, and nobody wants that. And by nobody wants that, I mean my wife's going to yell at me again if I shave my head again.
I really love the idea of Hegseth watching all his broadcasts shame spiraling over his looks. His wife has to be fucking exhausted from reassuring him. No wonder he cheats all the time. Probably the only 3 minutes in his life he doesn’t feel bad about himself are the ones where he’s banging some new woman he picked up at a bar.
And then the emptiness returns.
It’s one of the worst things I’ve ever heard. How marvelous.
This fits with my theory, confirmed by South Park, that these dipshits (especially Shitfaced, Cosplay Nazi Barbie, and Bug Eyes) all see themselves as influencers first and public servants never. All they care about is posting bullshit content.
The staff sent the most junior member to the commissary to get some ketchup so he could throw it at the wall just like his hero. They could only get the little packets and he couldn't hit the wall with them and of course they didn't even splatter on the floor.
god damn your eyes man! once again I was having such a nice day, slept in, took the dog for a walk, sat on the couch outside with a cup of coffee, had a pleasant breakfast of yogurt and berries, but then I just HAD TO GO AND READ WONKETTE.
He's the kind of guy that when he asks if you want to dance, you head for the ladies room.
Ugh his hair.
You have to hand it to him that it takes talent and hard work to be such a massive douche
As they say, he has a face for radio. Also he looks like Dorian Grey's portrait.
Evan, THANK YOU FOR THIS!!!!!!!!!
This reminds me -- I should probably schedule the first of my two haircuts for the year sometime soon. My last one was in July or so, and I'm looking a little scruffy. If I don't get it done professionally, I'm at risk of doing my usual clipper attack on myself, and nobody wants that. And by nobody wants that, I mean my wife's going to yell at me again if I shave my head again.
Will his favorite makeup be available in the prison commissary?
Do you mean to tell me that Iran is outside of the Fox RWNJ echo chamber news bubble and doesn't give a fuck about these fascists feelings?!
The next time I go to a salon, I will be asking for a Manly Prissy.
I wonder what Willie and Joe would have to say about Pretty-Boy Pete.....
https://i.pinimg.com/736x/65/93/5d/65935dcdc3f2f8778d08daa41107fcad--jeep-wranglers-wwii.jpg
Where is Bill Mauldin when we need him!! And those like him who could communicate the realities of war without a makeup studio.
I really love the idea of Hegseth watching all his broadcasts shame spiraling over his looks. His wife has to be fucking exhausted from reassuring him. No wonder he cheats all the time. Probably the only 3 minutes in his life he doesn’t feel bad about himself are the ones where he’s banging some new woman he picked up at a bar.
And then the emptiness returns.
It’s one of the worst things I’ve ever heard. How marvelous.
I never noticed this before but does he have a “trout pout” from Botox use?
Just the standard Valley Girl expressions.
This fits with my theory, confirmed by South Park, that these dipshits (especially Shitfaced, Cosplay Nazi Barbie, and Bug Eyes) all see themselves as influencers first and public servants never. All they care about is posting bullshit content.
Also, Pete Hegseth is a fucking douche.
https://youtu.be/A2HzshP1qv0?si=7KDxqjjfGz52gIbv
Petey Kegsmeth seems subject to extreme mood swings. What's up with that!? 🤪
Tiny penis + deep-seated daddy issues. But I’m no psychiatrist.
also on the down low?
I'd love to have been a fly on the wall in his office when he pitched his hissy fit over his photos.
The staff sent the most junior member to the commissary to get some ketchup so he could throw it at the wall just like his hero. They could only get the little packets and he couldn't hit the wall with them and of course they didn't even splatter on the floor.