That bitch needs beat with a ball bat, now!
One of my best friends dad died from MS. He was in great health with it for years playing in bands with my father and uncles, until one day it flared up and he changed for the worse. It was at that point that he started to go down hill. His health deteriorated pretty quickly after it hit him, he died in less than three years of the flare up.
The moron who wrote that post needs to know some things before she talks. Then that is typical for liberals, they all talk with out any knowledge of what they are saying. Stupid idiots.
The bitter old Vermontese cali primitive is quite the character.
Rumor has it she's an elderly aunt of my fellow alum Skins, but as that rumor comes from the elmers, it could probably be discounted, given that the elmers haven't been right about anything yet.
However, she
does seem to get away with a lot, that other primitives wouldn't.
She went to a fancy girls' private school in California, although she's from Old Money and Much Money in Connecticut. During the 1960s, she got all enamoured of the black culture, and fell for a black guy.
Or perhaps there was, uh, violence in that association.
She then joined the hippie migration to Vermont, one of the whitest states in the union.
She alleges herself non-racist, but some years ago, when another primitive suggested much of the population of inner-city Los Angeles be relocated elsewhere in the country (because of southern California's propensity for geological catastrophes), she immediately snapped back, "Well, we don't want
them here."
One can easily guess who
them is.
The bitter old Vermontese cali primitive is a rabid 0bamaite, but one suspects in real life she really doesn't like people of African derivation.
However, she
is formidable; when one sees her on Skins's island, she reminds one of a great grey elephantine battleship hoving into port.
