The frothing-at-the-mouth moonbats at Air America didn't last.
The frothing-at-the-mouth moonbats at MSNBC going down.
What's the crowd of moonbats gonna do with themselves now?

When the Anointed Turd goes down the toilet this fall, breakout the ball-baby Kleenex. There may even be moonbat funerals around the country.

The tattle-tail libtard tools around here might hold a big ball-baby Seance or Summoning... or some shitt.
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I wish I had never picked up a steelhead rod.
Obsession sucks.