I've got a quick story about how Trump can bring people together. So my youngest child aged off of our health insurance and I made the mistake of filling out an online form to get information about a policy. I know. I was instantly bombarded with text messages and phone calls, and it pissed me off. Last night I got another text message while I was making dinner. I answered that she'd asked me 12 times if I wanted a text quote so just send the damn thing already. A back-and-forth ensued. She wants to know why I'm so angry, and I want to know why she's so pushy, and we're bickering now. Then she lands a good one, "be happy it's the beginning of your pride month." I liked it, so I told her touche and to send me the quote. She did. Then I told her I'd decided that if my grown-ass son wanted his college degreed ass insured, he needed to find a job w/ bennies, stop looking for an entry-level job making $200k, etc. And that if he wanted to be a professional victim he should go to Target, get himself a satanic tuck-friendly bathing suit, and find the nearest drag queen story hour.
Well, she liked that one and said it was one of the best responses she'd had & she had one more question for me, Trump or DeSantis. Next thing you know these two bickering bitches were all TRUMP 2024!!!!
I've got a quick story about how Trump can bring people together. So my youngest child aged off of our health insurance and I made the mistake of filling out an online form to get information about a policy. I know. I was instantly bombarded with text messages and phone calls, and it pissed me off. Last night I got another text message while I was making dinner. I answered that she'd asked me 12 times if I wanted a text quote so just send the damn thing already. A back-and-forth ensued. She wants to know why I'm so angry, and I want to know why she's so pushy, and we're bickering now. Then she lands a good one, "be happy it's the beginning of your pride month." I liked it, so I told her touche and to send me the quote. She did. Then I told her I'd decided that if my grown-ass son wanted his college degreed ass insured, he needed to find a job w/ bennies, stop looking for an entry-level job making $200k, etc. And that if he wanted to be a professional victim he should go to Target, get himself a satanic tuck-friendly bathing suit, and find the nearest drag queen story hour. Well, she liked that one and said it was one of the best responses she'd had & she had one more question for me, Trump or DeSantis. Next thing you know these two bickering bitches were all TRUMP 2024!!!!