Everyone’s got their taste. I’m glad he’s our President—love that junkyard dog grit. Sure, he’s about as polished as a rusted chain, but that’s a trade-off I’ll take any day.
I rack up the most penalty minutes in my men’s league hockey club—testosterone’s not the issue here, trust me. And I’m still pissed off about the COVIDIOTS
Everyone’s got their taste. I’m glad he’s our President—love that junkyard dog grit. Sure, he’s about as polished as a rusted chain, but that’s a trade-off I’ll take any day.
I suppose living in SF has sensitized you to testosterone. Trump knows what fork to use and he speaks his mind. I appreciate that in a leader.
I rack up the most penalty minutes in my men’s league hockey club—testosterone’s not the issue here, trust me. And I’m still pissed off about the COVIDIOTS
I was not referring to you amigo. It was a comment aimed at the lack of men living like God intended in SF as a whole.