Hic, Burrrrp

Ahhhhhh… the old dragon in her lair. She’s a mighty one; with great horns and a tail that could trip you right through that rift. Her vast collection of spiders, gin and adrenochrome are top notch and will stop at nothing to protect her misbegotten gold because she plans to live forever.

Now she fears for Democracy
“I don’t have any intention of the Democrats losing the Congress in November.”

The only thing she fears is losing her eyebrows hooked around her ears and Paul Jr’s gold.

Go home, Nancy.
You’re drunk.


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