Michael Moore is a fat, disgusting fucking communist pig with burning ball warts he got from Anderson Cooper. He directs shitty documentaries about how much he loves gay people and niggers. He also writes vapid books that appeal mostly to first year college students, self-hating whites, and even more self-hating liberals. Moore is the patron saint of liberals and is reviled by TV’s conservatives talking heads, all of whom take him seriously and get outraged by his ugly fucking appearance. Some normal people say he is worse on the eyes to look at than a nigger. He is best known for his films about school shootings, health care, and how much gay love he made to Barrack Obama. Moore presents himself as a working-class hero, despite the fact that he is a fat tub of whale shit. Common, everyday, average man that he is, Moore splits his time between his multi-million dollar apartment in Manhattan, his South Carolina beachfront property, and Jenny Craig. Like every other working parent, he sends his equally as obese stepdaughter to a private school, in one of the whitest school districts in America. Because even he knows how violent niggers are. He has admitted that he did not have consensual sexual intercourse with a woman without a knife to her throat until he was 34.
Michael Moore has bum sex with the dad from Little People Big World Matt Roloff. The first time Michael chased Roloff down for some food to feed his fat ass. He was actually going to eat Matt whole. But when Matt ran his stupid fucking canes got in the way of his stupid little legs and he fell. As he fell his pants fell down exposing his bare ass. Matt thought he was done for and thought about what great things he could of reached in life if he was taller. So Michael seen Matt’s Bare Midget Ass he forgot about his hunger and his brain went to horny. He ass raped that fucking midget for hours. At first Matt hated it and tried to run away. But as time went on he started to love Michael’s little wiener in his ass and he loved the smell of Moore’s lard butter as he humped his old midget ass.
Michael Moore makes up failure excuses for short people just like he does with niggers. Yet how can any sane person take this piece of whale blubber serious. He sure doesn’t take his OWN health serious. How can he be serious about other issues? Michael Francis Moore (born April 23, 1954) is an American lard ass who stinks like horse shit as he is too fat to fit in the fucking shower. So he stinks like the niggers he defends. His part time little lover Matthew James “Matt” Roloff (born October 7, 1961) is a midget that Michael Moore has sex with like a play toy that gets stored in a doggy carry on case. Michael Moore takes him with him on plane rides to liberal functions as jew puppets for niggers. Michael takes Matt in the case to the hotel room keeps him in the cage in the closet and just takes him out of the case when he wants to fuck him. Puts him back in the case then back in the closet until needed again.
Michael Moore has never been charged for raping this midget or any other midget that he has done this to. He loves being the dominate one when he has a fuck toy. He never even had the kindness to buy a new cage for Matt. He just used the one he used for his old boyfriend/fuck toy/ Alf. Who he says went back to Malmac but we all know Michael Moore ate the fucking thing. Everyone thinks that old pedophile looking fucker that Alf lived with killed him but it was Michael Moore. Sad that is what people think. If they only knew the truth about this fat tub of lard. Look way beyond all his rolls of fat to see how ugly of a person he is.
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My Addiction That Almost Caused Me My Life: By Rosie O’Donnell
I was taught how to cook and smoke Monistat 7 when I was 10. It was in a high-rise hotel room on East 34th Street in Manhattan, and some friends from CNN, Jarred from Subway, and Ellen DeGeneres were—in town for the New Year’s Eve Pedophiles are people too and have rights shows at Madison Square Garden—showed me the technique to convert puss from vaginal warts into its smokable counterpart.
These upper-middle-class suburban lesbians seemed to know every detail about the drug, from the wear and tear on pussy lips to the proper clitoris handling (taking a hit requires some patience if the chick has a sewage smelling muff) to the kinder, gentler euphemism for frozen period popsicles, “hubbas.” They knew how to alter dildo yeast crust (make it into powder) a base (freebase) as well as where to find the street version of the same drug Monistat 7 at Mellisa Ethridge’s house. Earlier that night when you came to the window, before I’d learned to make Monistat 7, we had driven to some carpet munching butch dykes house in Paterson, N.J., and one of my friends went inside and bought a bag of ready-made, smokable latex maxi pads. I sat shotgun on the way into the city while the backseat passenger took the wheel, allowing the driver to use both hands to munch on my stinky fucking pig pussy.
In my experience and observation, putting a Monistat 7 user and fat piece of whale shit abuser in rehab is often a way of avoiding the fact they are useless no matter what and have no value to society. I understand that there is enormous rolls of lard on my fat ass and I value all of it and in recovery programs, abstinence, and maintaining sobriety. But I also believe the implied choice between abstinence and rock bottom presents users with two options that are equally unsustainable and unreasonable. Plus as I wrote this I laid a big liquid shit squirt in my tight granny panties that smell like cat urine.
The fact that Rosie has a boner for Donald Trump wig wearing ass doesn’t help her cause. She is so jealous of Melania it is rumored that there is a restraining order against Rosie’s fat lard coming near the White House.
Chris was a good guy. One day(November 15th,2001) while he was locked up in the Mansfield Correctional joint(serving time for burglary of his fathers home). He got mad at his cell mate Jason Brewster. He decided to kill him sadly. He hit Jason in the face, tied a rope around his neck, then rammed a gag down his throat. Depends on your views on Chess on if it was a justified murder or not. Jason cheated or beat Chris in a game. Thats serious shit in the pen. Apparently Chris drank Jason’s blood after he killed him. He was also laughing at the paramedics that were trying to save Brewster’s life.
Newton said that after he beat Brewster that if he wasn’t dead he hoped that he would at least be a vegetable.
Chris’s Final meal consisted of Steak, asparagus, brussels sprouts, feta cheese, soda, watermelon. With his final words he muttered “I sure could use a beef stew and a chicken bone”. When his fat as was on the death bed apparently he weighed 265 pounds and it was hard to locate a vein in the fat folds. It took 10 tries to kill him.
Just to the fucking point. I bet this rez stud hopes one of those hot goths will join him for some listorine at da next pow wow
Again below here, have to love the authors title on this one.
She might be a lovely young woman. Apparently she will do sexual favors for a cheeseburger. Thats good news on coupon day. She does apparently have a body odor problem but that can be fixed. Instead of the shower you can hose her down. Make sure to get some of the lard and hay out of those braces while your doing that. She frequents alleyways. The author said to throw pennies at her but pennies are discontinued. If I throw a nickle at her am I really getting the full value of the nickle. And I am not talking pound for pound I am not a millionaire.
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