Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Where we are; what we’ve become.

Sorry I got shot.

Fuck a bunch of vice president.

—Filed 7020 days ago to Squawkbox.

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  • By the semi-nutty Stalinist line of discipline coursing through the fever-swamps of our national discourse
  • You know it’s Friday when you wake up and it’s another Friday entirely and then you wait until it’s almost Saturday as it is
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