Are we insane? Sorry. Rhetorical question. Of course we are. Meaning the U.S. as a whole, or at least the people in charge.
Hope that all of my PSJA compas (friends) will have a great healthy prosperous new year.
Okay, let’s say you’re a guy from India, you’ve been married to a woman for 18 years who worked to put you through dental school, helped you get your papers to live in the U.S. on a permanent basis, and one day, now that you’re living in a luxurious house in Sharyland, making good money, you lose your cool and pistol whip your wife in front of your four kids (allegedly) because she (allegedly) forgot to buy propane to heat the stove in time to make dinner.
A friend of mine is in the process of moving into a new home here in the Rio Grande Valley, and she posted this on her Facebook page last week.
Now that Democrat officials of Colorado and Maine have elected to kick Donald Trump off the ballot because he allegedly took part in an insurrection, it’s about time someone defined what an insurrection is.
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