When you’re a star, they let you do it

You leftists think that if a guy looks at a girl for more than 2 seconds that it’s sexual assault.

Now let me tell you, I don’t spend an hour and a half getting ready to go out for guys not to look at me.

If one grabs my pussy then I grab his cock and we both chuckle and move on.

Liberals have turned this nation into a bunch of snowflakes




It is clear



YOU ARE NOT A FEMALE


you are a Russo bot hole written by some Russian fool and designed to foment hate in America
 
You leftists think that if a guy looks at a girl for more than 2 seconds that it’s sexual assault.

Now let me tell you, I don’t spend an hour and a half getting ready to go out for guys not to look at me.

If one grabs my pussy then I grab his cock and we both chuckle and move on.

Liberals have turned this nation into a bunch of snowflakes


So, let me get this straight. You both sexually assault each other and laugh about it. You truly are ONE SICK FUCK. If you ever did that to me, or a guy did that to my wife they would be punched into next week. And then arrested.
 
But you do hate her and think she should be a second class citizen?

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You don’t believe women have a right to control what happens inside their own bodies

up to a certain point i actually do.

Im pro choice according to ten years ago.

but given a choice to side with infanticiders or pro lifers, I will go with pro-lifers.

you people have become sick and twisted and anti-science.
 
up to a certain point i actually do.

Im pro choice according to ten years ago.

but given a choice to side with infanticiders or pro lifers, I will go with pro-lifers.

you people have become sick and twisted and anti-science.

Your an idiot so you opinions are not very valuable in society
 
Your an idiot so you opinions are not very valuable in society

no. you people are nazi genociders who have given yourself license to devalue human life for any reason, or no reason at all.

You have become twisted and sick.

is moral relativism what you want to be written in the history books about what boomers acheived?

A long, long time ago, I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside the day the music died

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang 'Dirges In The Dark'
The day the music died

We were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
Landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singing, bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
 
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