Dov Barsukas

@grok is this satire

Keep voting for Libs, see what happens. Enjoy your century of American Humiliation.

They could secure a return to normalcy and prosperity for all Americans.

Restoring the politics of dignity to the republic is of central importance. That's why only Jon Stewart can lead the D's going forward. With a smart pairing for VP - ideally Chelsea Clinton - they could be the bulwark against the Trump regime that we need.

Ladies and Gentlemen, the Hannah Montana of Linköping, the ballcapped nightingale - Miss Hackefors Johansson.

“But, most of all, I do not trust people and their talk, for they have created hell with that talk, for they have proved they do not deserve to exist for what they are.”

när jag skriker skriker jag
välkommen till mitt Rhodesia
i år ska jag stoppa klockorna.

the best title of anything has to be Fat Guy Stuck In Internet. Perfect summation of my life so far.

i wish i could let go
and begin again
but unfortunately that was never in the cards for me, us, or really anyone who remembers just how unfortunate 2005 was.

the days feel long but the years are short.

Your face is a foreign language
Like an Arabic Rolex

Absolut Tannefors
Country of Sweden

unreality starts to burn

Between the spring and reality fall the allergies

Ladies and Gentlemen, the next president of the United States of America

the true sound of christmas eve is the soft moaning of the dying and the dead.

spårvagn genom ljuva livet

the return of darkness and evil, that is to say dreams about being dragged in front of punk rock family court. I wonder what kind of 2005 era hellscape my mind is trying to unspool.

maltese language sissy hypno

And God saw every thing that he had made including low cost coaches that allow alcohol on board and behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the day of let's not get into it you're beginning to sound like the warden

'When I grow up' he told them 'I'll go and fight the foe'
Till one day he carried a real gun and now he sleeps where the poppies grow
A token he left behind him a memory of days of joy
The gun he used to play with when he was a little boy

Vi catcha ditt liv och vi stal din väns
Jag svär, jag är nöjd om bara en ryker, för resten vi tar på begravningen

I wish I never put the hose down. I wish I never got old.

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Du måste förstå att när du säger "om jag ville ha dig hade jag fått dig redan" och sen går din väg så lämnar du mig med en eller ett par jobbiga frågor

om jag får syn på sophitler nu åker han fan

siri show me hot gnome on gnome action
his blood freezes to ice as the monitor turns into a mirror

more dreams about plants and trees.