Nevermind, I thought of one myself..I could list multiple things for you, but as you already know, I don't converse with fanny-faced losers looking to fill in their endless down time.
All you really need to know is that you'll never be as happy or contented as the Mowl.
Now get out there are haul those sandbags before you drown in your own kitchen, there's more rain on the way.
Ha-ha! Imagine living on a tiny island in a massive ocean? Where the rain never stops, where the rivers, streams, lakes, canals, reservoirs, waterfalls, are always flowing and yet where when it rains a little more than usual, the entire country folds up like a damp house of cards caught out in the drizzle? Failure after failure. Money thrown after money burned. Where tens of thousands of houses built too close to the sea, or out on flood plains, or too close to a river, are all fucked every time the clouds gather and get busy?
And then spending your days criticizing the world's happiest country?
Poor Jambo.
Nevermind, I thought of one myself..
She quit politics to go be a globalist bimbo at the Tony Blair Institute
So you haven't a fucking clue what she's up to: grand.
You see, the biggest mistake you're constantly making is in thinking anybody else wants to know what you think you know - which isn't much.
It's kind of like toxicity by association: 'if Jimmy-Jambo Doorbell is bangin' on about it - then you can fuckin' keep it...'
Imagine I actually read and responded to every 60IQ post you drool on me..Especially when you're three fucking years behind actual events.
Imagine I actually read and responded to every 60IQ post you drool on me..
I am talking about the bimbo (who you have a man crush on).. as a Finnish politician