How I loathe the insincere.
I single out for special attention those who can genuinely convince themslves of their earnest belief in -what -ever -it -is they are saying....At the time.
I would like to cleanse thier treacherous souls with fire.
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2 comments:
In fact pertains to a female, in particular...
When a cockroach crawls across a human being it invariably cleans itself...
Fact.
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