Gosh darn, Dag Nabbit, you sly unsophisticated Mama Wolverine, or is it Wolf, oh yeah its Grizzly…well eee-ha, girl, you certainly know how to party with the trashiest of self loathing souls, finding a proud group of misfits, acting as if you were the popular crowd when in fact all of you are nothing but miserable mean girls. You sure hooped and hollered when the Snake Oil Salesman, you know Putin’s puppet, Trump invited you and your BFF’s Ted Nugent, and Kid Rock to the White House for a little trashy baked bean dinner. There you were Sarah Palin, standing in front of Hillary Clinton’s portrait, acting all high and mightier than a woman who is so much brighter, intelligent and humane than you could or would ever be. You and your misogynist, racist, draft dodging cowards posing for a photo op, thinking this will make you relevant. Sarah, hun, there ain’t nothin’ and never was anything relevant regarding you except for being one of the lyin’-est, most pathetic-ist, and stupidest person this side of the 21st century.
Gosh darn Sarah, America saw your picture, standing in the White House, a place that had purpose and plausibility until the Orange Man and his White Supremacist/Nazi loving Communist Republicans took it over. You and pubescent buds pretending that suddenly you brought class back to the White House, when in fact all you ever begin is CRASS, and classless behavior. Sarah Palin, you were hidden, but like radiation, never really gone; always around to infect good people with the worst diseases. Hun, you never change do you…you find the lowest depth of human behavior then bring your ever trusty pitch-fork and dig a little deeper.
However Sarah, I was a little confused at you actually attending this lets go kill almost extinct wild life and eat their dead bodies for dinner event. Curious how you were not worried that yet one more of your kids would beat up his wife, get arrested…not be ready to preach abstinence while one of your kids is freely having unprotected sex…sewing a tiara for one of your kids ready to dance with the stars…and who is going to hold your youngest child dangling him as if he was a an ornament, one you so carefully use for PR photos, and then when the cameras are gone, seem to never ever pay any other attention to him. Cool picture Sarah Palin, flaunting yourself in front of Hillary’s photo, you really, really are an insecure, jealous individual…what a sad life hun!
