The mutants were on the march Saturday, or on the street corners, I should say. No, they weren’t hookers, at least in the traditional sense, but prostitutes nonetheless. Democrats came out of their basements, gave their controllers a chance to recharge, and got a little bit of vitamin D from the sun for the first time since COVID. Suckers, all of them.

I can’t imagine a world where I have nothing better to do than go hold pre-printed signs handed to me by “organizers” in a fight against “tyranny.” I have a family and better things to do.

Sadly, so many Americans have never kissed a girl, and never will, so they showed up to their first chance this year to actually talk with one, maybe, who will hand them those printed signs and answer the question every leftist wonders when they go to one of these brainwashing sessions: what is it exactly that “has to go”? 

It’s a valid question, since these morons, their parents, and their grandparents have been “Hey, hey! Ho, ho!” -ing things that have to go since the 1960s, without ever asking why they never went or why, since they’re still around, the long-promised destruction of “our democracy” hasn’t happened yet.

Honestly, the Democrat........

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