Says our resident moderator with her head so far up her own backside she could moonlight as a colonoscopy cam!
Here’s a little theory I've been working on this early morning, so buckle up, because it’s a doozy: I’m convinced the eternal fury of many keyboard-warrior lesbians stems from a deep, dark secret. They’re pissed at themselves for getting all hot and bothered over alpha males like Trump.
It’s a full-on existential crisis! You and the like-minded out here raging because they secretly crave a real man to sweep in and do what real men do, while they’re stuck with their sad, buzzing "boyfriends" that run out of juice faster than a Tesla in a snowstorm. And don’t get me started on their jealousy of women who actually get to enjoy the real deal. It’s enough to make their industrial-strength vibrators short-circuit in shame as their 'partner' looks down at the powerless lover seeming to almost mock them both with silence. LOL
Phanny, your Trump obsession is practically a neon sign flashing “HELP, I’M CONFUSED!” Calling him “felonious” every five seconds? Sweetie, that’s not a legal analysis, it’s a cry for help. You’re wrestling with some steamy inner turmoil, aren’t you? I see you.
So, Phanny, fess up: is this what’s eating you? This could be just an early morning coffee concept, I'm not sure yet, regardless, good morning!