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“There is no excuse - VOTE! If dead people can do it, so can you!”
- Senator John Kennedy
A complete whack-job and here are just some of the stories for why I call him that:
• The Central Park Bear: He found a dead bear cub, put it in his trunk to eat later, but got busy and dumped it in Central Park under a bicycle as a prank.
• The Brain Worm: He testified under oath that a parasitic worm crawled into his brain, ate a portion of it, and died inside his head.
• The Chainsaw Whale: He used a chainsaw to cut the head off a dead whale, tied it to his minivan roof, and drove five hours while rotting whale juice leaked over his family.
• The "Dog" Photo: When a photo surfaced of him holding a charred animal carcass, he publicly defended himself by clarifying that it was a goat, not a dog.
• The Emu Fight: He claimed he had to fight off a rogue emu on his property and subdued the massive bird by tossing an embalming-fluid-soaked blanket over it.
• Wild Science Claims:
- Vaccines cause autism (a heavily debunked theory).
- Wi-Fi causes "leaky brain", allowing toxins to cross the blood-brain barrier.
- Chemicals in the water supply are turning children transgender.
- Antidepressants are the primary driver behind mass school shootings in America.
- HIV does not actually cause AIDS.
Even you might not believe all of this shit, and he is supposed to lead an agency
for advancing medical expertise. How would you like it if Democrats pick a purple-haired queer antifa pacifist for Secretary of Defense? (with lots of piercings)
I'm sure you feel safer under this drunk doomsday preaching Christo-fascist.
He has talked about chemicals poisoning people for years and especially glyphosate. Now he is supporting Trump in even expanding the use of glyphosate. They are both bought by big corporations, to fuck over the American people.
Senator John Kennedy is a grifter. He's telling you what you want to hear.
Immediately after the January 6th attack, Kennedy sharply denounced the rioters, calling the event "shameful" and an assault on democratic institutions, demanding
that the perpetrators be fully prosecuted.
During the September 29, 2026 Senate hearing, Senator John Kennedy unleashed
a barrage of personal insults and mocking questions at Special Counsel Jack Smith:
• "You make me want to throw up in my mouth."
(Reacting to Smith's handling of congressional phone records).
• "Was your wife disappointed when Trump won?"
(Attacking Smith's family to imply political bias).
• "Do you believe in the Tooth Fairy? Do you believe in the Easter Bunny?"
(Mocking Smith's claim of being completely non-partisan).
• "Anybody who knows a law book from a J.Crew catalog knows that this violates the Constitution." (Insulting Smith's legal knowledge).
• "He's not Bambi's baby brother."
(Snapping at the committee chairman when told to let Smith speak).
That's not because he changed his mind on this. It's just political theater
from a man who has ZERO PRINCIPLES.
- Wi-Fi causes "leaky brain", allowing toxins to cross the blood-brain barrier.
- Chemicals in the water supply are turning children transgender.
- Antidepressants are the primary driver behind mass school shootings in America.
- HIV does not actually cause AIDS.
Prove to me that EMFs have no negative affect on humans. when I was working and happened to be near or under high voltages lines I could feel the hair on my head stand up, and my eyes got fuzzy.
Prove to me that drugs flushed down city toilets and diluted into our water supply don't have side effects. You can't tell me that steroids and pain killers flushed down the sewer don't harm anyone or anything.and
Almost every single mass shooter was or is on antidepressants. the dr's do not know how they actually work,
What you are doing here is a classic motte-and-bailey switch. You are substituting RFK Jr.'s ridiculous claims, that Wi-Fi causes 'leaky brain,' tap water turns kids transgender, and antidepressants drive mass shootings, with completely different, milder points like static electricity under power lines or river pollution.
Standing under a high-voltage line making your hair stand up has nothing to do with a home Wi-Fi router damaging your blood-brain barrier. Flushed pills polluting a river does not mean drinking tap water changes a child's gender identity. And doctors not knowing every detail of how SSRIs work does not change the fact that 96% of mass shooters were NOT on antidepressants.
You are defending safe, watered-down versions of his claims, because the actual claims don't hold up. And you wouldn't need to do that, if the guy was sane.
You also didn't address the claim that he is a fucking sell-out.
Trump said: “I am pleased to announce that the Great Dana White, a VIOLENT Fighter and Warrior, has been offered the job of Press Secretary of the United States.”
Why not hire either bimbo like leaveit or zacharia?
Is VIOLENT more important than having a maralago look?
A Dangerous clown.
What do you have to call him a clown? "Put the record player on"?
And a bit of stuttering? Cut up clips that make him out to be wandering?
Even now he is still more able to tell a coherent story than Trump ever could.
Trump is the ultimate political clown because he replaced governance with an infantile, non-stop circus explicitly tailored to the cruel humor and deep-seated insecurities of his followers.
He set the stage for this circus on day one, using absurd, over-the-top bragging, flashing a massive fortune built on nothing but debt, and famously crowning himself a "stable genius", while this ultimate "fail-son" of a real, self-made businessman
was barely capable of keeping his inherited empire alive.
• The Complete Caricature: His visual presentation is a deliberate, cartoonish gimmick. The neon-orange skin, the iconic hair structure, the oversized brightly colored ties, and the rigid signature dance are the carefully crafted props of a slapstick performer designed to capture instant attention.
• The Non-Stop Arena: For Trump, the circus never closes. He stays trapped in a permanent loop of rallies where the performance never stops. The stage is his personal ballroom, and he refuses to cede the floor for a single second.
Even high-stakes global politics are reduced to empty alpha-male posturing,
vanity, and shallow optics.
• Infantile Playground Politics: Serious policy is non-existent. Instead, domestic leadership is replaced by persistent mockery, stupid nicknames, and schoolyard insults. Governance is reduced to narcissistic vanity projects, like demanding to rename the White House reflective pool, while he plasters his name across everything like a traveling carnival owner. Every single thing must be covered
in a gaudy layer of boastful gold.
• Strategic Chaos as a Shield: The circus is his ultimate defense mechanism.
The exact moment negative news or a legal scandal breaks, he instantly triggers a brand-new, loud spectacle to shift the spotlight. Through this distraction, his flagrant incompetence is deliberately repackaged as entertainment, allowing his base to simply laugh away systemic failures.
• The Comedy of Cruelty: His supporters did not vote for a diplomat or a statesman; they bought a ticket to watch a circus ringmaster whose sole purpose is to attack and humiliate political enemies. This fits perfectly with the specific humor of the
far-right. They do not understand or care for witty wordplay, nuance, or intellectual irony. For them, humor means saying the meanest, coarsest, and most brutal thing possible about the people they hate. The direct outrage and hurt of their enemies
is the actual punchline.
• The Bully and the Inferiority Complex: Behind the curtain, Trump views his own followers as absolute fools who easily fall for this mind-numbing stupidity. Yet, it works flawlessly. If asked what makes him a great president, his followers cannot name a single concrete achievement. Instead, he gives them exactly what they crave: a constant validation of their shared contempt for everyone outside their bubble. Driven by a massive collective inferiority complex, these followers act like a crowd of schoolyard losers, devoid of independent thought, submissively falling in line behind a loudmouth bully. This clown makes a mockery of the entire world, solely so his followers can finally feel better about themselves.
Trump aligns perfectly with an electorate that finds complex politics and economics far too complicated. Having long abandoned the belief that government can improve their lives, they deeply despise anyone who expects better.
This is why Trump's clownish form is so immensely satisfying to them. By reducing complex societal debates to crude and cruel jokes, silly nicknames, and cheap theater, he drags the intellectual elite down to the schoolyard level. His loud, absurd performance validates his insecure followers: they don't need to understand a complicated world if the clown can simply reduce it to a joke.
Trump’s true power is not providing results, but satisfying their desire to see the world mocked, humiliated, and punished.
The exit polls in the midterm elections revealed that
corruption in government was almost as much an issue
as the cost of living for voters.
A stunning ***90 per cent of voters*** said it was a crucial
or major factor in their vote.
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In a recent FOX NEWS(!) poll, ***88 per cent of Americans*** said
that they were “extremely” or “very” concerned about CORRUPTIO in
government. And the blame is not spread evenly. Voters are more
likely to say that “corrupt” describes Republicans extremely or
very well than they are to take that view on Democrats.
“What could catapult corruption this cycle from a topic of chronic
bellyaching to a real mechanism for changing votes is the gloomy
economic climate,” Ruth Marcus writes. Democrats are jumping
on the opportunity to link corruption with economic strife.
This may be enough to secure a blue wave in the midterms.
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NEARLY ALL AMERICANS BELIEVE CORRUPTION IS A PROBLEM.
And it has decided the midterm elections.
A record ***89% of Americans*** recently said in a Gallup poll
that government corruption is widespread
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phart, your trump said elections were not rigged.
He accepts that his corruption shaped the result.
Your god is gone.
Whom are you going to believe in now?
Can you find a new god, or are you happy to keep believing
in a dead one?
CAT52! Do you think phart will now see that he was wrong?
Like what?
Kleptocracy,
Oligarchy,
Autocracy,
War mongering,
Felony,
Stealing,
Swearing,
Racism,
Killing,
Bullshitting,
Narcissism,
Misogyny,
Bullying,
Ignorance,
Backwardness,
Aggression,
Kakistocracy,
Blasphemy,
Obscenity,
Discrimination,
Xenophobia,
Ethnocentrism,
3gocentrism,
Conceit.
Illiteracy,
Cluelessness,
Unenlightenment,
Incomprehension,
Incompetence,
Backwardness,
Underdevelopment,
Primitiveness,
Regression,
Plutocracy,
Elite rule,
Dictatorship.
Absolute monarchy,
Despotism,
Tyranny,
Totalitarianism,
Fascism
......
Great ideas!
Read Ananas2xLekker's one line answer and think about it.
Of course phart would never admit any that his god
is a criminal.
you don't ride around in a raggdy ass ride, you expect our leader to? Air Force 1 is getting old, air frames have a useful life span, do you want your next democrat president to crash and burn literally? I would rather just see figuratively and no one get hurt
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Too much government red tape is NOT socialism. It’s bureaucracy. The GIFT AIRCRAFT has to be certified to be secure in national defense strategy. You don’t want the other security services listening to the Clown get a blow job.
that powered Donald Trump to three straight presidential
nominations IMPLODED IN SPECTACULAR FASHION in the 2026
midterms.
The stunning ELECTION DEFEAT immediately raised questions
about the party's future post-Trump.
But there are no easy answers as Republicans face the choice
of doubling down on Trumpism or trying to chart a new path
forward in his final years in office.
The depth of the problem was captured by outgoing Florida
Governor Ron DeSantis, who said:
De Santis: THE MIDTERMS WERE CLOSE TO AN EXTINCTION-LEVEL
EVENT FOR REPUBLICANS!
JD Vance: BLAMED THE RESULTS ON PUBLIC ANGER OVER
THE WAR WITH IRAN:
"There will be a lot of INFIGHTING and arguing over what
happened and why."
CAT52! How sweet will the infighting taste?
The wide range of reactions on the right highlights DEEP
FAULT LINES IN THE GOP PARTY that formed around Trump's
improbable rise to the presidency in 2016 and never really
went away.
The Republicans are still LICKING THEIR WOUNDS,
The INTRAPARTY BATTLE Vance predicted is already under way.
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phart will be the only maga person who will be ready to
die for for his god. The rest are running away like rats.
phart , it's not maga now,
it's mada (make America dumb again).
What's gonna happen with your god?
Today I got a PM from this jerk:
29,Oct,26 18:55 Guess_Who: You convered annal lickers page. As long as you interfeer you will get shitpiles back..
He is well deserved what he got. There will be a price for you getting involved. You could be him and as long as you interfere this is what you will get.. The 2nd tme is 2 shit piles.. The next 3rd time is your entire page.. Do not interfere.
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My answer was:
CAT52!: First. Who is this “anal licker”?
Second. Don’t tell me what to do
Third. See second.
Fourth. Fuck you, dumbass. 🖕👿
If you ever do that to me again.... I'll trash your fucking page with no escape.. You'll drowned.
I know you hate Jews also.. YOu want more??
I don’t like inappropriate gifts. I don’t care if the recipient is a friend or not. I try to be fair with everyone, but, if someone wants my support. They have to earn it.
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You should also consider that a pile of 💩 costs 150 points and a kiss cost 5. It takes 30 points to clean a gallery.
I’ve created a poll to see how others feel about it. Please vote:
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like the liberals once they get used to the free food,free ___.
Your ideas are keeping lots of people in a state of survival, instead of a state of thriving. That doesn't just hurt them, it hurts your country. Poor people don't create wealth for your country and they don't consume a lot. The products that they do consume are mostly low quality, unhealthy food, which only benefits some producers and resellers, but those don't add much to your economy either.
This is because of the War with Iran and tariffs. Who, other than the president, is responsible for this? No one. Let’s get rid of the Republicans and the Clown after.
from low turnout and Democrats always benefit from high turnout.
That's why Republicans always try to limit voter turnout, by:
1. Limiting Mail-In and Absentee Voting
2. Implementation of Strict Photo ID and Citizenship Mandates
3. Aggressive Voter Roll Purges
4. Adjustments to Polling Access
Trump is now polling around 32% approval and 65% disapproval.
Traders place the probability of Democrats winning the House at 90%.
There is a 63% probability of a total Democratic Sweep.
Trump has a roughly 9% to 22% chance of keeping his full majority.
Turning Point Action does not release formal statistical probability models. They are 100% an opinion based medium. They don't predict the election with percentages,
they are framing the midterms as an 'absolute emergency' for the MAGA movement.
That means that they are very worried.
Don’t forget when trump won the 2024 election you still were insisting that Kamala Harris was going to win and cat had to tell you that it was true trump won
You can quote any rag, any web site, any source about how great he has been, but, at night, while you lay awake in bed, with Marcy at your side, you know the truth. And it’s not what you’re so hard trying to convince.
I’m sorry for you. It’s bad for us to swallow his crap, but, you? You’ll have to admit some day that you were duped.
We will see after the midterms
Besides inflation, there is also 'depreciation'; loss of value against other currencies.
Inflation means that you can buy less for your dollar in the US.
Depreciation means that you can buy less for your dollar outside of the US.
The dollar lost more than 10% of value against a broad basket of major global currencies since President Trump took office for his second term on January 20, 2025.
INSTEAD of being given to a bunch of bastards that won't work, lay around on drugs and steal shit like the dems want to spend it on
It will make every product more expensive that isn't made in the US, or that was made with raw materials from outside of the US.
On top of that your president added the tariffs. It can be a good idea for products that you want to make in the US, but there are so many raw materials and products that you just don't have. That is hurting consumers and it is hurting manufacturing. It's making American products more expensive, which is impacting your export.
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The Saggy Granny runs out of COVID welfare money Part 1
Times were indeed tough at the trailer park. With Gerome back in prison, where he belongs, and Chuckles certified by the state as an "invalid", Saggy was in trouble. They had it so well during COVID but squandered their money as usual. For 7 months, the trailer was running so well. They had phones, power, internet, and food. In fact, there was even enough money for Kool 100's and a nice box of wine. It was a period of prosperity not seen in the trailer since 1981.
It was mid-November and with bills piling up and holidays rapidly approaching, a decision had to be made. What would they do for money? Charlie was not an option. No one would hire him because of his walker and zero job skills. To that point, the last time Charlie had a real job was in 1969, working for the porta-potty company. After the on the job injury, Charlie had to rely on the Saggy Granny to live. No one ever expected much from Charlie in general. He's a real lump.
Now, the two mongoloids sat around their card table dining room set contemplating their next move. Knowing they were out of their league making such an adult decision, they brought in the trailer park consigliere, Rhanda-Lynn. Help arrived swiftly thereafter as Rhanda-Lynn had the want ads from The Swamp Times. The group quickly went through the ads and found the following jobs:
1. Pet cage cleaner at the kennel
2.Pest control apprentice
3. Truck stop waitress, night shift
It became obvious that the first two jobs were too high tech for the Saggy Granny. She had no time to go through such advanced training! So, truck stop waitress was going to save the day. Saggy Granny had a lot experience slinging coffee, burgers, and her ratty cunny back in the day. That was during her heyday of the 1970's. It was a new era today and she was nervous. Saggy got her best outfit and had Rhanda-Lynn take her to the truck stop to fill out the application. With toes that naturally crossed, hopefully she would get an interview that same day. When Saggy arrived, her heart was racing. It had been so many years since she played the role of lot lizard at her last truck stop.
Lot Lizard: n. (lott-liz-zurd): trashy, street-level, female prostitutes who frequent some truck-stop parking lots and rest areas at night. Most lot lizards openly "advertise" using CB radios; others boldly walk from truck to truck randomly knocking on doors.
Same as: commercial company; lizard; pavement princess; saggy granny; sleeper leaper; mattress maiden;
(source: Truck Fuck Magazine)
Rhanda-Lynn pulled in and parked in the handicap spot. After all, Saggy is eligible for special parking with all her ailments. Saggy slung her dried up prune tits over her shoulder and waddled her way into the restaurant and was hit with sensory overload. The smells and sounds of the truck stop brought back so many memories. Her feeble mind started to wander off and was interrupted by Delmont, the head manager of the truck stop. Delmont was smoking, cursing, and slinging orders to his staff. Saggy was impressed he had a clipboard and walkie-talkie! All this technology was intimidating! Saggy finally got Delmont's attention and asked for an application. Delmont gave her a look and couldn't control his laughter. It was the worst nightmare come true for Saggy!
Delmont stopped laughing and then went right into the attack, asking her, "what the fuck she was doing at his truck stop." He needed waitresses not a walking corpse! Saggy pleaded with Delmont for the job, even offering to suck his dick. It was starting to quiet down after the lunch rush, so Delmont agreed to an interview. Delmont told her to take off her coat so he could examine the merchandise. His customers demanded some hot truck muff, after a long day. Delmont felt a wave of nausea hit him! Worse than the time he went in for body sushi at the strip club. Delmont felt bad for this old broad and offered her the job on three conditions. First, she needs to wear a face mask even after COVID. Second, she must use plastic wrap to seal up her cunny slit. He could not risk another health department violation. Third, she would need to use trucker load straps to keep her tits off her belly button. The Saggy Granny had not been so proud or happy in a long time and gleefully accepted the job! It was the answers to all her prayers!
Two Days Later-
It was time for her first day and Saggy was ready to sling and serve. She needed to get out her old waitress uniform. It was being stored with all the other things she had not used in years: dignity, productive member of society, and youth. The uniform appeared to be in good condition and Saggy felt some pride flowing through her potbelly. She was in her best used panties and bra and was ready to get dressed. It was a Tuesday but her panties said Saturday. She did not give a fuck! There was however, a glitch in the matrix because this uniform would not zip up! Saggy had had too much dinner and now was in serious trouble. Well, you guessed it, it was an emergency call to Rhanda-Lynn to save the day. If Saggy was late the first day, Delmont would fuck her up.
Rhanda-Lynn was a talented seamstress. She had just a few minutes to sort this out. The only option was to use a Hefty cinch-sack garbage bag. It would be easy to sew in, and with the built-in expansion technology, it would handle Saggy's cunt gut. An added bonus was this brand also had odor control. So, after a long day of slinging coffee and trucker vittles, the odor that had haunted Saggy for years would not impact her tips. Rhanda-Lynn finished up her project and put some real effort into getting the Saggy Granny into her half uniform half trash bag outfit. It was a little loose to be fair, but Rhanda used the cinch sack ties to hold it all together. Its was time to head to the truck stop for her first shift. It was already 11:37pm and they would have to hurry to get there on time...
Stay tuned for updates!
Rhanda-Lynn was nearly flooring her 1983 Pontiac Bonneville to get her friend to work. Pontiac being the preferred brand of certain ghetto people, it automatically is a piece of shit car. They were finally up to 39 MPH when the car started smoking and losing speed. Saggy Granny cursed her friend for owning such a clunker but did not a better option. Her own car, the saggy hauler was without tires and was sitting on blocks in front of the trailer. Charlie was supposed to have got in running back in 1997 but was too lazy and too broke to sort it out. Another failure in his scummy life.
The two ding dongs were still over 6 miles to the truck stop and it was getting close to midnight. They pulled over to assess the situation. If she was late, Delmont would fire her on the spot. Rhanda-Lynn got the hood open to look at her engine. It was smoking and she was scared to open the radiator cap. There just wasn't time for another trailer park tragedy tonight. They were on a on a dark swamp highway humid wind in their wigs, warm smell of unwashed cocks rising up through the air.... wait those are not the right lyrics...
Saggy and Rhanda were starting to panic and just when they thought they were sunk, a semi-truck came out of nowhere. At first, they thought he was going to hit them but they heard the trucker desperately trying to get into the brakes to stop in time. Rhanda-Lynn had turned off all her lights like a retard and it nearly cost them their lives! The truck came to stop with inches to spare and the trucker was not happy. He got out and light them up with a slur of obscenities. Tubby Tucker worked for Big T's Chicken and had a trailer full of live chickens. He had a deadline to get his birds to the slaughterhouse and was not happy two old hens and fucked up his delivery schedule.
The Saggy Granny pleaded with him to get her a lift to the truck stop. She thought about showing off her cunny but remembered she could not risk tearing her trash bag dress. Tubby agreed to help the stranded birds but they would have to ride in the trailer with the rest of the chickens. With no choice, they both waddled into the trailer and got inside. The smell was unbearable but this was their only choice. Tubby put the truck back into gear and sped to the truck stop diner.
Tubby was trucking like a maniac and was coming in too fast. The truck stop was just ahead and he was not slowing down. Saggy thought she might have to tuck and roll to get out in time. Thankfully, the truck stopped and Tubby opened the trailer and started howling with laughter. Both Rhanda-Lynn and the Saggy Granny were covered in chicken feathers. It was truly a new low point for these off brand birds. Saggy jumped down and nearly broke her ankle, which was already strained under her weight. Rhanda-Lynn was trying to pluck all the feathers off her friend and run at the same time. It was 1157 and the shift started at midnight. With seconds to spare, the Saggy Granny clocked in at 1159. It finally happened! After months of sitting at home, she was now earning her own money.
Rhanda-Lynn took a seat and was going to be a customer. As the Saggy Granny got her order pad and coffee pot, several truckers took notice to the chaos. As the Saggy Granny waddled towards the booth, the truckers all started making chicken noises and offered to buy her some seeds for her dinner. It was humiliating to say the least! Saggy ignored the hecklers and kept her composure until she saw Delmont standing in her way. He gave her a cursing for making a mess and having feathers stuck in her hair. Delmont told her there would be a tax for her fuck up. The Saggy Granny would have to pay for all the fried chicken specials they had to throw out. No one wanted to eat chicken after seeing the Saggy Granny covered in chicken feathers. It was not a great start to her shift. Ten dinners were thrown into the trash and at $6.95 per dinner, Saggy calculated she owned Delmont like $100! Delmont realized he was dealing with an imbecile and just let it go. Might as well make a few extra dollars.
Rhanda-Lynn had her menu open and was banging on the table for service. She lost her shit and even said she was going to go on Yelp if she didn't get some vittles served up. Saggy looked at her friend in disgust. What was happening!? Was Rhanda-Lynn going to get her sacked on the first night!?
Will it get worse? What else could happen to this old lump? Stay tuned.
Hmmmmm
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The Saggy Granny runs out of COVID welfare money Part 3
0130 at the Truck Stop
Rhanda-Lynn had worked up quite an appetite. She ordered the Dump Truck Breakfast: 8 egg omelette with 5 kinds of cheese, sausages,, bacon, hash browns , pancakes, 96 ounce Mountain Dew, and ice cream sundae. It was named the dump truck since it caused everyone to run to the bathroom after eating it. This of course had a different name in Australia where it was called the Lix Every Day Delight. A proper meal for the heavier set ladies. The Saggy Granny was starving and was disgusted her friend was going to gorge herself.
Reluctantly, the Saggy Granny took the order and marched off to ring it up. Delmont was watching and annoyed it took Saggy nearly 12 minutes to get it entered. He also realized that he may in fact have hired a retard but It did not matter. Delmont was off until 8AM. It was Leroy's turn to deal with this geriatric window licker. He would get the full report when he returned to work. Any complaints or problems and he was going to sack this old lump.
Rhanda-Lyyn sucked down that soda like she was giving head to save her life. Saggy had to get her a free re-fill and struggled to work the soda machine. All this new technology was a struggle for our old lass. Now that Rhanda-Lynn's order was in and she had a fresh trough of soda to water herself, Saggy had to check on some truckers that just arrived. They looked like trouble and Saggy was nervous.
These truckers were for real! The attacks started immediately on the Saggy Granny. Fat jokes, elderly jokes etc. Referring to her potbelly, one of these bastards even said the last time he saw a tire so big it was being put on his new trailer! It was just awful. Then the real jokes started in and she was forced to listen:
A man is lying on the beach, wearing nothing but a cap over his crotch. A woman passing by remarks, "If you were any sort of a gentleman, you would lift your hat to a lady." He replies, "If you were any sort of a sexy lady, the hat would lift by itself."
As an airplane is about to crash, a female passenger jumps up frantically and announces, "If I'm going to die, I want to die feeling like a woman." She removes all her clothing and asks, "Is there someone on this plane who is man enough to make me feel like a woman?" A man stands up, removes his shirt and says, "Here, iron this!".
The Saggy Granny was outraged. She only wished ADMIN was here to make a report. But this was the real-world and she had to take it. Leroy was watching her every move and was also howling with laughter at the jokes. Our Saggy lass was regretting taking this new job. It was not the glamorous role she had dreamt about for so long. Saggy took their orders and retreated to the kitchen to gather her thoughts.
It was taking forever for Rhanda-Lynn's breakfast of champions to arrive. She was bored and her money maker was getting wet. Why not get some extra money as long as she was stuck here all night! Rhanda-Lynn flashed a smile at a trucker that sat down. He was alone and Rhanda-Lynn felt a connection. The trucker flashed his one tooth grin and motioned towards the bathroom.
Rhanda-Lynn went inside and the trucker was waiting. He bent over Rhanda-Lynn and stuck it in her rotten cunny. It didn't take long and he came all over her back. Her clothes covered in trucker goo. The trucker put his package away and told her to enjoy her breakfast shake. Rhanda-Lynn made $15 and it only took three minutes! This was going to be a good night and best of all, she did not have to share with the Saggy Granny! This was all her big money!
When Rhanda-Lynn headed back to her booth, Saggy was busy bringing her six plates of food. It was a feast fit for a truck stop whore! As Saggy dropped off the plates, she was tempted to steal something to eat. Rhanda-Lynn cursed her friend to keep off her vittles! Saggy Granny had other customers to service and waddled her fat ass towards the next table. She had to be careful as she rounded the corner or her bubble butt would jackknife into the wall.
Rhanda-Lynn was getting deep in her Dump Truck special when the inevitable
started to happen: her gut started to swell and bubble. There was something in Rhanda-Lynn's brain that told her to run... to the restroom! Beads of sweat were forming and this old girl moved like the wind! Rhanda-Lynn was smart and knew she needed to use the men's room. She was not about to nuke the ladies room because Saggy would make her clean up the mess. No, she would use the men's room and would blame of of the truckers. As she sat in the stall waiting for the explosions, Rhanda-Lynn felt like Saggy did back in 1984 when she had her first rat. Saggy did not even know she was pregnant and had the baby in a Greyhound bus stop bathroom. That little bastard shot out of saggy like a cannonball! What a day to remember thought Rhanda-Lynn. But it was not time for nostalgia, it happened so fast that no toilet engineered on earth could take the onslaught. It was a mess that they would never forget. Rhanda-Lynn was out of breath and had to get out quick.
Rhanda-Lynn got back to her booth and resumed her feast of diabetes and heart failure. It was just then that it happened: There was a loud cracking some as pipes burst in the restroom. It was a mess that truck stop had never seen before. Leroy was looking to punish someone for this mess and the Saggy Granny was in his sights. Leroy told Saggy to report to the bathroom with a mop and bucket. This was announced over the loudspeaker so everyone could hear it. All the truckers and Rhanda-Lynn could not stop laughing. Just another day for the Saggy Granny!
It was barely 3AM and Saggy was started to get tired. She had not worked this hard in years! When she went to refill Rhanda-Lynn's soda for the 5th time she looked at her friend who could not stop laughing. It was then she knew it was Rhanda-Lynn that had destroyed the restroom. Rhanda-Lynn nearly fell out of the booth and it was then Saggy had reached the lowest part of her life.
With her shift only half over, what else could go wrong?
STAY TUNED!
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The Saggy Granny runs out of COVID welfare money Part 4
0330 hours- Truck Stop Diner
Well, as you know by know the Saggy Granny was off to a grand start. It was finally time for her break. The diner still reeked from Rhana-Lynn's Pearl Harbor attack on the diner toilet but that was not going to spoil girls appetite. Saggy was always up to old tricks: stealing, welfare fraud, whoring, and general grifting. Whatever the opposite of Ocean 11's is, that is where Saggy operates. Some real low-level shit conjured up in her feeble mind.
The Saggy Granny had two goals in mind during her break. First, she needed to earn some extra cash to pay for the chicken dinners she ruined. Second, she needed some food! Things had slowed down in the kitchen and Gentry Jenkins their head cook was also on break. This is where Saggy made her move: she moved in on poor Gentry. Saggy needed some cash and BAD. She offered her mouth, cunny, and back cunt up for $40. Gentry laughed and offered $10, all in. Saggy agreed and offered to start sucking him off. Gentry watched as her yellow teeth and bad breath approached his cock. He had to think about another woman to get hard and then just closed his eyes as Saggy started to polish him.
For an old lass with a lot of ailments, Saggy still had some good flexibility in her neck and mouth. She had been eyeing the large vat of mayo that would come in handy. She needed some extra lube "down there" and Gentry could cook her up like a tuna-melt before he fucked her. Gentry was getting close to shooting some cook cum when he saw something! It was a tattoo on her arm that send "Owned by Gerome" and that meant only one thing: This was Germone's slag!!! Gentry knew him from prison and it was going to be amazing! Just as Gentry started to cum, he yelled out that he used to fuck Gerome in prison!! Finished and howling with laughter, Gentry looked down at our poor Saggy Granny! She was filled with rage!
Saggy grabbed the zipperand launched it up, with Gentry's defenseless knob still exposed. The zipper tore up poor Gentry causing him to scream in pain, which alerted Leroy there was trouble at the diner! Cock skin, bl00d, and Afro-pubes went flying all over this pristine kitchen. Worst of all, and unbeknownst to anyone, a mound of cock hair landed in a pot of chili. With Leroy coming in fast to investigate, Gentry ran for the restroom to hide and to try to fix his zippered knob. The Saggy Granny dispatched herself to the break room to resume her smoking and getting fatter.
Leroy arrived and looked around. Satisfied nothing appeared out of normal for this shit box diner, he went back to his office to sleep. Inside the restroom, it was as different story. Gentry was in trouble! His knob was secured in the zipper and he needed help. Calling 911 was out of the question. In addition to the embarrassment, he was also on parole! He swore he would get that Saggy Granny back if it was the last thing he did! She would pay dearly for this mess. His goal was to make sure this was the the last shift she ever worked.
Saggy knew she fucked up yet again and her job was in danger. Alone and with her feeble mind, she was clueless. She also realized there was a tear in her garbage dress and the plastic wrap covering her cunny was loose. She could smell her her cunt fumes. This was not good but was something that had to wait. The priority was Gentry. Despite her hatred for what he did to Gerome, she needed to help him.. It was her only chance to keep her job! Fucks sake, this was only her first shift and look at this fucking disaster!
The Saggy Granny knew her only hope was with Rhanda-Lynn. Being an expert seamstress, it was possible she could help untangle Gentry's trapped knob. Time was a factor and it would need to happen fast! Soon, Gentry would be needed to get them trucker breakfasts prepped for the rush. Saggy thought about trying to tape her uniform but there was no time. She headed back out into the diner to beg Rhanda-Lynn for help.
When the Saggy Granny got to the booth, Rhanda-Lynn was pouring more syrup on her pancakes. It made our girls stomach growl with hunger. Like Starvin' Marvin on "South Park." Yes, a week before US Thanksgiving I am making fun of starving people in Africa. If this is what offends you, get to fuck! Saggy made her report and BEGGED for assistance. Rhanda-Lynn was in no mood. She was feeding and did not like to be interrupted. Saggy promised her $20 and a fresh Dump Truck special meal if she would help. It was an offer that couldn't be refused. Rhanda-Lynn went to her car to get her old lady sewing kit.
Our two old birds slithered about and went inside the restroom to help Gentry. He was in bad shape and cussed them both for being in the predicament. Pretending she was on "Grey's Anatomy" Rhanda-Lynn moved in to help her patient. With her trusty sewing kit in hand, Rhanda-Lynn went to work. She had seen this dozens of times at the factory. Albeit it was fabric and not cock, it was the same principle. With all the tools of her trade in hand, it was only a matter of minutes before Gentry was freed from his penis fly trap. Gentry thanked his unlikely helper and went to the kitchen to sort out his broken knob. All this meant to Saggy was she was out another $20 for the help and $6.95 for the new breakfast. She would have to be on the lookout for a very angry cook seeking revenge.
It was approaching 0400 hours. The breakfast rush was about to start and her garbage bag uniform was leaking cunt fumes. Will our Saggy Granny be able to focus and handle the rush? Or, will she continue to fail?
Stay tuned cunts.
🤔 Hmmmmm How's it going to end!
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The Saggy Granny runs out of COVID welfare money Part 5
0407- Inside the Truck Stop Diner
It has been a very rough start for the Saggy Granny. This was about the worst-case scenario. Not only had this night been full of problems, she was actually LOSING money instead of making it. Saggy had to take off her shoes to do some "advanced math" but figured she was about $81 in the hole... so far. Let's just be honest: even a window licker begging at the freeway on ramp would be making more than this old broad. A new low for our granny!
Saggy stood in front of the mirror and tried to piece herself back together. As things stood, she felt like she was on a Higgins boat heading to Omaha Beach. It was only a matter of time until she went down. Even worse, the toughest part of the shift was coming up. The breakfast rush was legendary in the swamp. The Saggy Granny would need all her energy and whit to service. She combed her "hair" which was a combination of her own hair, a wig, and some raccoon fur. High fashion it wasn't. In fact, the last time someone had her hairstyle the US military was shooting Viet Cong gooks in Vietnam! Putting her best 4 toe foot forward, the Saggy Granny headed back to the dining room. Diabetes had taken several toes and she was luck she had not woken up to a cold leg!
She walked past the kitchen and Leroy gave her a death stare. It was very scary and Saggy moved quickly back to her assigned tables, passing a four top of truckers. As soon as she passed they were hit with a foul smell. One of the truckers, J.T. stood up and cursed Leroy, asking him if he forgot to throw out the catfish dinners from last Friday. Others were complaining as well. Another customer asked if old Leroy had found some Indian food and let it bake in a used diaper! The entire diner was getting sick from the Saggy's rotten rat hole! No wonder old Chuckles stepped out on Saggy for some cock!
Bettina Bodean, one of the only female truckers in these parts had been sitting quietly all evening watching this shit show. But she also knew that Saggy Granny was the cause of all this stench. Bettina used to haul hogs but this was actually worse! This truck bitch was also feared all over the south. Rumors swirled that she had at least 6 kills on the road but they could never find the bodies. Everyone gave her a wide berth. Saggy approached Bettina's table to refill her coffee, which was really the only skill she had. Bettina took pity on the old coffee maker and told her to meet outside in 5 minutes for an "emergency repair" and to bring the seamstress with her. Saggy glowed with excitement! Someone was being nice and was going to help her!
Saggy told Rhanda-Lynn to dispatch herself outside with the sewing kit. The trio met up at Bettina's pink rig (the other truckers secretly called it the "Tuna Can") to fix up the Saggy Granny. Bettina had a truck full of tools, tape, glue, and patches that would help put frumpty dumpty back together again. What kind of "lady" wears a uniform that is part trash bag!!? That's right: The Saggy Granny!! Bettina got out a flashlight to fully assess the situation. It was bad but could probably be repaired. At least temporarily. After all, Bettina was not a miracle worker for christ sake!
Bettina examined the damaged goods in detail. The plastic wrap was fucked up and there was a massive tear in the sewn in garbage bag. Bettina needed to work quickly. First issue was getting the plastic wrap covering up that rat cunt sorted out. It was a fucking mess, but sounding like a surgeon, or wait. More like an intern at Pep Boys, Bettina barked out she needed the roll of duct tape!! Stat! Rhanda-Lynn was delighted to help and passed a huge roll to to the cunt mechanic. Bettina ripped off several strips of duct tape and slapped that cunt plastic back together, sealing in the worst smells and juices. Saggy had a matted mound of gray cunt hairs and that duct tape would give her a waxing she would never forget when it got pulled off. Next was the uniform / garbage bag. It was ripped and looked like it had been hit by that iceberg that sank the Titanic.
Rhanda-Lynn pulled out her thread and needles and was immediately cursed by Bettina. No way that weak ass thread would hold those rolls together! Bettina fetched some high-strength fishing line to sew our our favorite site sow! Rhanda-Lynn struggled with the heavy line to get the bag fixed. The struggle was real! When she finally finished, it didn't look good but Saggy was ready! Bettina offered up the final touch by spraying her down with some Lysol. Satisfied they did a great job, the trio of tards headed back to the diner.
When they entered the diner, Leroy was up from his nap and was NOT happy. The Saggy Granny might be in terrible danger!! Even worse, Saggy did not realize but Bettina was old pals with the Walrus... AKA Lix, AKA LickSipSuckIt. There would be an awful price to pay for her repair work!
What happens next is anyone's guess...
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