Conned off your asses again. Looks like there won’t be any firewood left in Tennessee to heat your meth-cooking trailer, either.

You’ll have to peel your frozen granmaw off the stoop because the medicares is getting eated, too.

My heart long ago stopped bleeding for you hate-filled pink garbage. Yup. I’m going to enjoy watching the accelerated demise of the cracker bloodline.

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