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            Saturday, March 03, 2012

Hating Republicans In Southern California
Diana Wagman, a novelist who knows her hateful racists

Novelist and racist twat Diana Wagman in Black Face

Ms. Wagman informed her readers that her across-the-street acquaintances were the perfect neighbors. They were pleasant, helpful, and friendly. As Ms. Wagman put it, “They are a lovely family: husband, wife, and four smart, funny, polite children. I was sure they were Democrats.” They were also an interracial family, with an African-American mother and a White father.

The trouble began when the Wagmans invited their new friends in for a final drink after the annual Camp Sierra Association poker game. The friends announced that they were members of the Tea Party, and for good measure, they added that the Tea Party was not racist because, they, an interracial couple, had been eagerly welcomed and accepted by their Tea Party compatriots. [The Mind of a Racist Twat]*

Ain't they something.

* "Twat" used in the good way

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"The MSM Rule of Inverse Electoral Correlation:
The closer the presidential race gets, the louder the MSM declares that it’s over. And all this comes even as Clinton has had a terrible week—arguably her worst week ever, as the billowing smoke of financial scandal clouds herself and her family."

Byotch better hope all the conservatives don't go off and join Newt's moon colony, as she wishes. Inside a month, her water pipes would go dry, food deliveries would stop, the power would go off, and the thin blue line keeping the street gangs off her front porch would be conspicuous by their vanishment.

On second thought, maybe it is time to Go Galt. Seriously.

Sir H, getting his bags packed.
Bring it, gurlfren'.

Our side owns all the deer rifles, etc.
Wagman is not a twat shes a stinky ol baloooon knot.
Good story, but did not take place in Southern California, Boss.
Good thing you didn't call 'er a "slut."
A perfect example for the use of the universal (well, at least for programmers) substitution "?" for a single character. Thus, Wagman becomes a "tw?t" and the reader's mind can do with that what it will. -- Skyhawker, Do?g
The story Title is not mine ..
Diana, you ignorant slut
I'm neither kind nor empathetic. What do we do now boss?
We identify ourselves when commenting
Good God! Imagine arguing with Ms. Wagman until three a.m.? I'd sooner have a root canal.
Understand, Boss. We in Orange County are a bit sensitive about being lumped in with....The Others ;)
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