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Kyrie Eleison

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  1. if i were only fortunate enough to have something like this filed in adversely in one of my own cases, i'd be all... then i'd be like... and then all "whaddup now, bish?"
  2. years ago i sued a nursing home on behalf of some clients, and the name of the corporation filed with the SOS was “Los Lobos, Inc.”
  3. something about Dotard turns the brains of those around him into blackeyed peas. which, btw, are fucking delicious.
  4. it is...it’s the brass of a spent hull, hence the plastic.
  5. that was my soph year in college. my old man...a vet...called me up and said “gotdammit, don’t go off and do something stupid like enlist. that shit’ll be over before you finish training then you’re stuck.”
  6. we also invented some damn decent cocktails...and we like to party. don't lump all of us in one bag. ...and did you see the ass on my avatar? look at it...LOOK AT IT!
  7. lol...exactly. let him fuck over Fox and then run his own ship aground in the process like he has every other fucking thing he's had his finger on. win/win...lose/lose.
  8. Prayer for a Would-Be Pharaoh After Exodus 14:28 - by Margaret Anne ErnstI hope you don’t just loseI hope that every wall you builtcrumbles into the stardustthat we’ll rub on each other’s foreheadsnext year to say, “We are beloved”I hope you don’t just losebut that the only voicesyou’ll be allowed to listen toare the testimonies of every farmworkeryou tried to deportwhile you learn to chop tomatoesand to say thank you to the earthI hope that if there is a helland if you are destined for itthat it looks like standing at the weddingof every trans and queer personyou permitted to be deemed unhumanwhile you licked your lipsclean of your own lecherous sinsI hope that this place is not hellbut recognition,that there is a g-dwho changed everythingyou tried to do to usinto a seedsuch that every vile orderand every hotheaded tweethave become the spiceswith which we will make jambalayaon the day you fallfrom powerI hope you will know there still is invitationto you, and everyone who rides in your chariotsinto the feeling of what “together” means.Into the feeling of what “future” is.Into the hospitality of “never too late,”to live as if this world is for all of usAnd I hope, Mr. President, if you drownin a sea of your makingit is watered with repentance tearsbecause we are too beautifulfor even you not to cry over.But if none of this comes trueif you remain committedto smallness and fallacyas your daily bread,I pray that you get out the wayso that we may forget you.So we no longer wake with the bitter tasteof your slurred names for us in our throatsso that forever more all that we tasteis hopeis possibilityis peace.
  9. went to law school in GA...don’t see how they abandon their southern gentility and stop shit from happening.
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