Sunday, January 29, 2017

FRANCINE PASCAL CAN EAT SPAM

This is rude of me. Quite. But to paraphrase my boy Bill Maher, while we're protecting our virgin ears our asses are getting FUCKED. Yes. These are bleak fucking times. When Cherokee mothers were watching their elders and babies die on The Trail of Tears, those, too, were bleak fucking times. And when black men were dangling from trees in Georgia and Texas? Bleak fucking times. I could go on. Make America Great Again. Sure. When was America ever great? Oh. Yeah. When The Beach Boys sang about Good Vibrations. When June gave Ward and Wally and The Beav milk with every meal. Good times indeed! And what does any of this have to do with two fictional California twins, one a cheerleader, one a journalist? Not much. Carry on, babies.

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