I am in total agreement with your assessment. He and I are the same age. I would love to get in any ring with him, but, as you say, he is a pussy. I know because I met him personally, long before he became President. He was, and is, an arrogant, ignorant, condescending 'fat ball of waste.' I would love the opportunity to 'lay waste' to his fat ass. Just sayin. I see that you are still on your post. Great job.
He is the encapsulation of what his fans aspire to; cowardly weak bigots who think, because they've have had such privilege in life in this country and told they are the toughest (through movies and TV mind you) that they can bully anyone they please. Reality will be very enjoyable when it is brought down upon them.
Sure, John. I was born into a military environment at a very young age. My drill-instructor (literally) father always said to me "if you don't know a man's name, his name is Sir...if you don't know a woman's name, her name is Ma'am and until you are given permission to refer to them otherwise, you address them formally."
I have heard his high schools mates claim that when he was more or less forced to participate he cried so much to avoid it. the school ended up rescinding their mandate he had to participate. I've seen at least 3 high school mates make this claim with little variation. Hands indeed. Good advice. I guess what their shows, is up to the woman to decide what kind of man she prefers...but a man's hands will tell more about the man than almost anything. When I would go out with a woman, I would tell her to look at my hands. If she asked why, I would tell her,"So you know who I am."
Thank you Mr. Kenyatta for telling that to your daughters.
I am in total agreement with your assessment. He and I are the same age. I would love to get in any ring with him, but, as you say, he is a pussy. I know because I met him personally, long before he became President. He was, and is, an arrogant, ignorant, condescending 'fat ball of waste.' I would love the opportunity to 'lay waste' to his fat ass. Just sayin. I see that you are still on your post. Great job.
My, my Brother Edwards, that would be a massacre of unimaginable proportions given I am familiar with your stature and background.
He is the encapsulation of what his fans aspire to; cowardly weak bigots who think, because they've have had such privilege in life in this country and told they are the toughest (through movies and TV mind you) that they can bully anyone they please. Reality will be very enjoyable when it is brought down upon them.
Indeed, mate. Indeed.
"Trump is a pussy; perhaps he should grab himself." LMAO
I just found your writings and LOVE what I've read so far. Sorry that coin's a bit tight right now, so I can't pay. When I can, I will.
I crave your mind, your intellect and your readership Mr. Pearce, coins is just coins.
Welcome and I promise you that, at some point, I will piss you off.
I look forward to it, though I think it's gonna be a while before I choose to be pissed off.
Cheers.
PS I prefer "John", if that's okay with you.
Sure, John. I was born into a military environment at a very young age. My drill-instructor (literally) father always said to me "if you don't know a man's name, his name is Sir...if you don't know a woman's name, her name is Ma'am and until you are given permission to refer to them otherwise, you address them formally."
My dad wasn't bullshitting.
Agreed. I learned the same thing.
I live in Vietnam now (>9 years) and almost always refer to people with the most respectful of the ~273 choices for "you" they have.
Not only.
I have heard his high schools mates claim that when he was more or less forced to participate he cried so much to avoid it. the school ended up rescinding their mandate he had to participate. I've seen at least 3 high school mates make this claim with little variation. Hands indeed. Good advice. I guess what their shows, is up to the woman to decide what kind of man she prefers...but a man's hands will tell more about the man than almost anything. When I would go out with a woman, I would tell her to look at my hands. If she asked why, I would tell her,"So you know who I am."
Thank you Mr. Kenyatta for telling that to your daughters.
The hands don't lie, brother. And, believe you me, mine tell the tale. I should probably wear gloves at all times.
Your accurate observation doesn't diminish the pleasure that I would have in whoopin his ass.
And you mine, Lady Di!
Best wishes in your efforts.