Eh. Whatever. Idc what he eats for morning or if he asks his wife to put sauerkraut bags in her purse. People are goofy.
It's the constant bullshitting and lying the withered grape keeps pushing with his looney toons agenda.
Eh. Whatever. Idc what he eats for morning or if he asks his wife to put sauerkraut bags in her purse. People are goofy.
It's the constant bullshitting and lying the withered grape keeps pushing with his looney toons agenda.
This is, by far, the least weird thing about RFKJr.
be me, rfk jr
at another senate hearing
presenting slides on how muskox piss should replace fluoride in drinking water
get really into it and accidentally bump over some slides
kneel down to pick them up
sauerkraut spills out of my pocket, splats on the ground
everyone in the chamber starts laughing
go to grab my pocket kraut
fumble more of my slides
laughing grows louder, start panicking
forget the kraut, just try to grab my slides
slip on the kraut
Fuck Cheryl Hines. Feckless piece of shit
I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is
I. Hate. Sauerkraut.
Well, anyway, Life is going swell and everything is just peachy. Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
My mother makes me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
Wakka Wakka do do YEAH
And the guys at work used to talk shit about my pocket bacon and pocket burritos. This fucking guy with his pocket kraut
There's nothing wrong with eating sauerkraut, although a less breakable container would be sensible.
It says a lot about the man that this story makes him seem more human.
Having the money for steak every. Single. Morning. Sounds like fiction to the working class
Does it help if you think about the fact that some of it is definitely roadkill?
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